Old Familiar Steam Testo

Testo Old Familiar Steam

I wish you'd hurry up,
And leave or come around.
Well the moon is waning hard tonight.
I 'm leaving my home town.

And the train rolls on with no pilot.
And the station's left me I know.
But if you should happen to find it,
Please bring it home, bring it home.

I traded all my stops
For a pillow made of rails.
In an empty room I listen to
The lonely whistle wails.

I woke up to feet,
That I took to be your shoes,
And the train lay tracks that deafened me,
Shook my insides loose.

And the train rolls on with no pilot,
And the station's left me I know.
But if you should happen to find it,
Please bring it home, bring it home.

And the point of all this living,
Is the dying still to come.
And I could be forgiven,
But I just won't, I just won't.
(Cool Don Walser yodel & fade out)
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