Midnight Special
I hear the same old train again.
stormy night ride to the end.
wolf howl whistle penetrates my heart,
in the distance I hear me fall apart.
Harder to kill a thousand roaches with your feet,
scattered as you step, with every beat,
heart on fire with desire.
the flames burning my seat,
walk on fire and not burn?
that's a pain to earn.
But not just yet.
I've found another stop to get,.... offand on.
click the switch with lightening flashes,
up, down, up down, see history's ashes.
Could be I'll visit you.
Have that drink that quenches,
or you'll be one of those wenches.
Always giving me just enough of their love.
to keep me making out on their benches.
touching, tasting, tunnel's darkness,
bright lights on then dagger's sharpness.
It's finished left alone again,
only memories in the end.
After it's over people talk.
like they ever knew how I walk.
One day I'll fall asleep from the gentle rock,
last stop frees hands of clock.
train runs off the broken track,
down the canyon no turning back.
find alive is just a dream,
splash, crash,...flow on down the stream.
