The Sandringham Line-The Lucksmiths

[ti:The Sandringham Line] [ar:The Lucksmiths] [al:Naturaliste] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Sandringham Line - The Lucksmiths [00:35.66]She's given it some thought [00:39.78] [00:40.93]And it's giving her some grief [00:45.27] [00:47.42]Could it be she's bored beyond belief [00:57.06] [00:57.90]By the time she says goodbye [01:02.05] [01:03.36]She's looking somewhere else [01:07.48] [01:09.45]Stifling a sigh and gritting teeth [01:18.74] [01:19.62]At the open door she pauses [01:25.46] [01:28.67]It's grey and wet and warm [01:32.79] [01:34.31]Before the pending storm [01:38.32] [01:40.13]Every now and then she misses horses [01:47.55] [01:50.95]We're too young for regrets [01:54.90] [01:55.91]This is the closest that she gets [02:00.75] [02:26.45]So I sleep in with the cynics [02:31.29] [02:32.27]While she pushes from her mind [02:36.07] [02:38.15]The twenty-seven minutes of the Sandringham line [02:47.23] [02:49.42]The suburbs sliding past [02:53.02] [02:55.32]Stretching to the sea [02:58.78] [03:00.61]Her fingers brush the glass unconsciously [03:11.04]At the open door she pauses [03:17.12] [03:20.14]It's grey and wet and warm [03:24.22] [03:25.73]Before the pending storm [03:29.82] [03:31.62]Every now and then she misses horses [03:39.63] [03:42.53]We're too young for regrets [03:46.14] [03:46.67]Surely we're too young for regrets [03:53.04] [04:05.56]I sat backwards on the train [04:08.55]And suddenly the city was further and further [04:14.38]In front of me