Booth
A long time waiting for a ramblin' train
A long time coming before I'll be home again
An empty station will afford some time
To think of reason to leave this heart behind
I'll write you a letter from god knows where
About how right you were and how wrong this felt
To leave you waiting for a dreaming boy
Who finds his homestead in moving between two points
A train pulls from a station
A tear falls from an eye
An open window lets it dry
Track lays down a rhythm
A bell rings out a tune
A sentence writes these words to you
Don't wait, tomorrow I'll be far away
Sailing in irons is where I've gotta stay
And I will miss you and your welcome arms
But over your shoulder I saw what lay beyond
Pulling me out
Lifting me up