Phone rings in the middle of the night He wants to hear a song by Ashbury Heights Just one more time before he dies The DJ knows he's helpless and thus he cries
Here's a swansong coming A swansong coming for you
And the music plays Flowing through the dark
A dying man mustn't be denied His voice is one that you should hark
He can hear the whistle blow He knows all he needs to know The train plays another song He smiles and sings along
Here's a swansong coming A swansong coming for you
And the music plays Flowing through the dark
A dying man mustn't be denied His voice is one that you should hark