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I packed a bag at midnightI couldn't sleep though I triedI only took what I'd need to surviveI left a note for my friends saying I would miss themAnd before they woke, I'd slipped awayDah-dah-dumI caught a train for the coastThe passengers were all ghostsConductor asked me where I'd like to goAnd I said"I want to meet Jesus Christ, so we can talk about lifeAnd He could tell me things I'd need to know."I watched the mountains creep by, cutting holes in the skySomebody asked me why I'd hitched a rideAnd I said"I want to look through the clouds, to wait for God to come downLike seven swans, or something I'd recognize.I could make my life in WashingtonFind a boat that sails across the seas and back.I could climb the tallest mountain thereBuild a house and live there by myself." From Letras Mania