Narrator

Freight train is blowing
Loudly down a track
Our money is gone
Not ever coming back
And the problem is me

To stop the bleeding
We sold it all
Put it in reverse
Win, lose, or draw
Hope that brings clarity 

Your mother couldn’t cry
Your dad understood 
By then it didn’t matter 
And to nobody it would 

A hole in the wall
My sidewalk you tread 
You cut them all down 
Better left off dead

That one night, so clear
A shorter way to go
Stuffing himself in his pocket 
Another game you throw

You left a car so yellow
Darkened by black stripes 
I drove it away proudly 
Always liked your types

Arm could hardly throw
Legs that cannot run
Eyes that barely see
So much for family fun

Drowning in our sorrows 
Is still drowning to him
She wouldn’t let it happen 
Time and time again 

But with rain comin’
And music on display 
The bandleader quits
And calls it a day 
A game time decision 
Medicine to kill a horse 
Determined not to notice 
Going from bad to worse 

Pretending to pick a date 
Saying all the right things 
Wearing proper attire 
And all her stolen rings

Took a step towards me
A step into the realm 
Left an imprint so large
As if Satan was at the helm

Pretending to deliver 
Acting in a play
Hard for you to understand 
I’ve again lost my way

In the light of the sun
Warming up a soul
Then wondering the outcome
Something I can’t control

A scene inside a mind
Never to be heard
Though I tell you all
Trying not to say a word 

What is left to sift through 
The pieces to replace
Carried away at night
Left without a trace 

It’s all been said before 
Under the sun nothing new
A voice cries in the wilderness 
Too soft and too few

I wish it could be explained
Written and recorded 
What this made of me
Doctor thinks distorted 

The starting pistol jammed
String on the bow it broke
The missile wouldn’t fire
From dreams I awoke


Starring out in the distance 
Looking down the track
Contemplating the field 
And if I’ll ever come back