The air is getting hotter There's a rumbling in the sky I'm drifting through that high muddy water With a full moon shining in my eyes Every day your memory grows dimmer It don't haunt me like it did before I'm in the middle of nowhere Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door When I was in Missouri They would not let me be I had to leave there in a hurry I only saw what they let me see You broke the heart that loved you Now you can see what the book cannot write anymore I'm just stuck in the half-light Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door People on the platform Waiting for the train I can feel their hearts a-beating Like pendulums swingin' on chains When you think that you've lost everything You find out you can always lose a little more I'm in the dinosaurs' waiting room Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door I'm going down the river Down to New Orleans They tell me everything is alright But I don't even know what alright means I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane Miss Mary Jane's got a house in Baltimore I've been to Sugartown; I shook the sugar down Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door I'm gonna sleep down in the parlour And relive my dreams I close my eyes and I wonder If everything's as hollow as it seems Some dreams don't pull no gamblers No midnight ramblers like they did before I'm just goin' down the road, feelin' bad Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door