hear the train by the river getting closer and closer doesn't it know we're all trying to sleep? every star blinks, they're growing colder waiting for the passing of freight to the day
tonight, we all crowded and pressed and endured you moved close to me, much more than before i was struck back to when i was 16 had a heart like a racehorse galloping
i wanna believe there's something coming other than that train or the cars on the interstate. we can talk about sex, we can drink our 40s alone, but we are still kids. fuck we are just kids.
tonight, we all crowded and pressed and endured you moved close to me, much more than before i was struck back to when i was 16 had a heart like a racehorse galloping when every christmas season, with all the lights and the snow his living room was warm. i'd be itching to go sit there and play songs in drop d he was folk, he was blues, he was country to me. and you are so much better than he was you are so much better than he will ever be. you mean so much more to me than he does you mean so much more than he will ever mean
have a good night, have a good night hope you sleep tight, have a good night go to bed now, go to bed now dream of high ground, dream with no sound