Walking down some tracks. A train passes, the driver sees us and calls it in. We’re fugitives. Another passes and slows down. We escape down a slope to a lake. A group finds us and takes us underground.
My exciting life, this place
My exciting life, this place
Walking down some tracks. A train passes, the driver sees us and calls it in. We’re fugitives. Another passes and slows down. We escape down a slope to a lake. A group finds us and takes us underground.