Album : Watchfires
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Can you hear me
For miles and miles up ahead
There's a frieght train comin
The lights are burnin red

Don't you think the lines been drawn for you
This time the runnin's lost its hold on you
You count the cars now as they roll through

Lookin down now, has you lookin up
Steppin down the keyin and the engine's starting up
Now your searching all those years gone by
You can not imagine so you close your eyes
Standing still but your racing inside

And all your rollin with the windows down
And your saddles undone
In your need for constant motion
You prove that you can not run

Can you hear me
For miles and miles up ahead
There's a freight train comin
The lights are turnin again

Don't you think the lines been drawn for you
This time the runnins lost its hold on you
You can count the cars now as they pass through

Facing up now to all you've passed
Sweepin up the dust and the broken glass
You can feel your souls are wearin thin
This time its all about the place your in
So put your hands down and let it begin

Can you hear me
For miles and miles up ahead
Theres a freight train comin
Can you hear me   For miles and miles up ahead   There's a frieght train comin   The lights are burnin red      Don't you think the lines been drawn for you   This time the runnin's lost its hold on you   You count the cars now as they roll through      Lookin down now, has you lookin up   Steppin down the keyin and the engine's starting up   Now your searching all those years gone by   You can not imagine so you close your eyes   Standing still but your racing inside      And all your rollin with the windows down    And your saddles undone   In your need for constant motion   You prove that you can not run      Can you hear me   For miles and miles up ahead   There's a freight train comin   The lights are turnin again      Don't you think the lines been drawn for you   This time the runnins lost its hold on you   You can count the cars now as they pass through      Facing up now to all you've passed   Sweepin up the dust and the broken glass   You can feel your souls are wearin thin   This time its all about the place your in   So put your hands down and let it begin      Can you hear me   For miles and miles up ahead    Theres a freight train comin
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