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Half Past France

I suppose I'm glad I'm on this train and it's long

Somewhere between Dunkirk and Paris

Most people here are still asleep but I'm awake

Looking out from here at half-past FranceThings are much different here than Norway, not so cold

Wonder when we'll be in Dundee

Old Hollweg knows his way around, he's no fool

Wish I'd get to see my son againBut from here on it's got to be

A simple case of them or me

If they're alive then I am dead

Pray God and eat your daily bread

Take your timeWe're so far away

Floating in this bay

We're so far away from home

Where we belongI'm not afraid now of the dark anymore

And many mountains now are molehills

Back in Berlin they're all well fed, I don't care

People always bored me anywayFrom here on it's got to be

A simple case of them or me

If they're alive then I am dead

Pray God and eat your daily bread

Take your timeWe're so far away

Floating in this bay

We're so far away

Floating in this bayWe're so far away

Floating in this bay

We're so far away

Floating in this bayWe're so far away

Floating in this bay

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