Metal tracks and westbound trains
This cold in my bones is gettin' to my brain
And I'm a million miles from yesterday
I wake up each morning, each morning's the same
Metal tracks and westbound trains
Dandelions and fresh sunflowers
The moon's coming out, the engine grows louder
And I'm not running from a thing but running towards
The plain hard fact that I belong by
Dandelions and fresh sunflowers
I'm somewhere between Kansas and coal
And Colorado snow, don't care anymore
'Long as I'm gettin' where I go
And I'm from Mississippi where nobody missed me
So I'm travelin' on
So tonight I'll call this train my home
Heart made of stone and eyes made of glass
When I'm riding these rails I'm chasing my past
And I once had a lover and, good God, I loved her
But she was gone too fast
With a heart made of stone and eyes made of glass
I'm somewhere between Salt Lake and red freights
And I hope that soon I'll be done with snowflakes
I'm still just travelin' on
An empty bottle of whiskey cuts through like mesquite
But it keeps me warm
So tonight I'll call this whiskey home
Oh, and I like to think that I'm just a travelin' soul
When the music plays, I'd like to have a spot at his show
But for now, I'm sittin' 'tween two tanks of oil
Writin' this song to pass the time, followin' these roads
And Lord, I know
Please don't leave me 'lone
I will follow
One day I will come home
When I finally reach the west coast
Maybe then I'll just float and stay for a while
Maybe I'll get back on the line
'Cause for a man like me, I need room to breathe
Being on my own is where I feel free
So I'll decide when I get where I'm goin'
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