I sit upon the bed in my rented room and watch The broken shadows from the street lights playing tag upon the wall Down the street a neon light is reaching out to mock the night And all the little fears that darkness brings.
The smoke of my last cigarette still hangs upon the air and yet I reach to light another from the pack that's nearly gone And the dawn seems a million miles away but all the while
Down in the trainyard the graveyard shift had just come on And turned their ragged collars against the drizzling rain Back and forth the yard engine goes about the pulling out The railroad cars that soon will be making up the train That's gonna be come the morning.
I wonder if I ever cross the mind of someone That I might have learned to love Had I ever chose to try Or did she fail to think about me in the lonely nights without me Was she the last to care if I should live or die.
I've been a nameless ghost that rides the empty wave of memory In the dark deserted closets of the mind of someone else And now I'm a ghost unto myself but still I know.
And now I cross the room and stand before the open window And reach out to touch the rain that's slowly falling on my hand The pavement hot and cold below looks back at me and seems to know It ends without a tear without a smile.
And in those last brief seconds could it be I was mistaken Or did I hear a voice somewhere that softly called my name Or was it just a whistle of a train for all the while
Down in the trainyard the graveyard shift had just gone home To hang their clothes to dry them bar their doors against the rain The yard engine breathe a sigh Then pulls a last grey coal car by Then moves aside to look with pride Upon the new born train That I won't take come the morning.
I wonder if I ever cross the mind of someone that I might have learned to love Had I ever chose to try Or did she fail to think about me in the lonely nights without me Was she the last to care if I should live or die...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
