it’s a sound of pain, hear the whistle wail.
it’s that midnight train, on a cold steel rail
with it’s clickety –clack marking time on track.
won’t bring him home, won’t bring him back.
that dark, eerie night night when it called him away
she held him close, and tried to make him stay
she kissed his lips, then sent him to his fate
neither one knew it meant heavens gate.
remembering when they met, his long golden hair
every girl around, seemed to turn and stare
now the silent rooms, and the empty wall
won’t say a thing, they don’t whisper at all.
her prayer sounds so hollow, and she can’t make it right
she waits for his ghost, to come in the night
she watches the moon, and waits by the door
listening for his footsteps, again on the floor
credits
from Pleasure Madness,
released January 12, 2013
guitars, bass, vocals - Richie Reinholdt
drums - Bruce Threlkeld
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