Narrative (The)
Trains
Trains on train tracks
Are made to come back
From ever place that
They've ever been
Seven-thirty
A Sunday, off-peak I knew she'd leave me
But not like this
You know you're the reason
That I've felt alive out here
For so long
I've been waiting for my Chance to disappear
The wooden sleepers
The girders lying still
Are cold reminders
Of what you had to do
We're not like train tracks
Sometimes we have to move
We never come back
Despite the things we lose
Letras de cancionesYou know you're the reason
That I felt alive out here
For so long
I've been waiting for my Chance to disappear
This town is just a strip of bars
And streets with common names
It's strange to know you'll watch me As I slowly pull away
Trains on train tracks
Are made to come back
(Thanks to Curt Barnhardt for these lyrics)
From Letras Mania