Norfolk And Western - Tomorrow's Portraits For The Coming Winter lyrics

The way that I postured all the joy Seemed to fit in a place with the mentioned stories Countless times forgotten that I smiled I know I'll know you Kyle for a while And tomorrow we'll be whispering about the portraits of liberties They best not seem so rare No one said he should've been a judge The characters will always find an answer of their kind And tell me not of all your sour traits I long to hear about your pleasant states