Six-Pack Sunday - Freight Train Passing (And The Timber Went Downstream, 2015) | Текст песни

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smoking lucky strike, drinking coffee on sunset on the roof of the house where you lived since you were four... so you left. now you're back. caught the train on Monday. brought your stuff, dirty shirts and the promise of the war. and I got a question now: do you feel like home when you're at home? does the floor still echo like the year before? have you seen the girl? have you met your bros? or there's just the draft and plaster walls and pointless phone calls? walking down the tracks. pass abandoned boxcars to the freights groaning wheels on the tall grass hidden rails. never moves, never leaves. so alike you were once. till you went out and bought solid road shoes and a sack. and at 4 a.m. i'll open my window. at 4 a.m... just to hear you passing...

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