Lyrics:
the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
Inside the Sad Cafe
Oh it seemed like a holy place
Protected by amazing grace
And we
the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
Inside the Sad Cafe
Oh it seemed like a holy place
Protected by amazing grace
And we
hangin with the fist
Not fistin ya sis. Bang bang. Tisk tisk maine
Limitless risk. Train timid, get benched
Same game intent. Aim high. Entrench - AYE
Fist
no one harmed
Cimarron County's a wasteland now
Buried the goat and the cow
Dug the tractor outta the sand
First with a shovel, then by hand
Broke
You take the midnight subway train
You're callin' all the shots
You're struck by lightning
You're in love
You take the evening one on one
you do about me
Well, you can change your number, you can change your name
You can ride like hell on a midnight train
That?s alright mama, that?s
by
Time was young and you were mine
Take me back to that midnight moon
Cradle me
At that midnight moon
All of me is all for you
What I've got
an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
Third boxcar, midnight train, destination, Bangor, Maine
Old worn out
an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
Third boxcar, midnight train, destination, Bangor, Maine
Old worn-out
a eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means,
King of the road
Third boxcar midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine
Old worn out
man
And made a name for Jesse James
A mark was left forever
By the passing of the train
As a little child, my thoughts ran wild
As I clung
Midnight meditation
Take me on a journey gonna find my soul
By design quite alone the unknown light is shown
On this road rather take the long way
goes another
Mr Zero stands still, and Miss Someone don't bother
Yesterday's kiss will be cold by tomorrow
As campfires of midnight dissolve in
A night in Dublin, a night in Cork
We're on the way to Connemara, we are leaving for New York
A day in coaches, a day in trains
We go by
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
bring
When the sky turns red
Time is ticking
Memories are fading
Car rides, moonlight
Singing at midnight
Tan lines, July
Pink clouds passing by
August,
A friend tripping on my car she said it’s like T-Pain
Synergies made it from Georgia on a midnight train
She heard a soldier talking about that midnight
You take the midnight subway train
You're callin' all the shots
You're struck by lightning
You're in love
You take the evening one on one
Is there anything that I can do
Just so I can be much closer to you
Before midnight
Christmas can't start without me
The train is on its way
The snow's
again
Right on the midnight train
Right on the midnight train
You're air
You're everywhere around me
You're fire
You're still a flame inside of me
rose to a better place
The mystic realm of my ancestors by the Lord's grace
My uncle is a strong part of the family huddle
There's not a pass he fumbled
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