Different Names For The Same Thing Testo

Alone on a train aimless in wander
An outdated map crumpled in my pocket
But I didn't care where I was going
Cause they're all different names for the same place

The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun
I knew no words to share it with anyone
The boundaries of language I quietly cursed
And all the different names for the same thing
There are different names for the same things
There are different names for the same things...