Tom: D D D G/D D/F# Alone on a train aimless in wonder An outdated map crumbled in my pocket But I didn't care where I was going Bm F#m G7+ D 'Cause they're all different names for the same place. The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun And I knew no words to share with anyone The boundaries of language I quietly cursed And all the different names for the same thing Bm F#m G7+ D There are different names for the same things There are different names for the same things...