the train

ahhhh, pretty face tryna chase the train, and i could look the other way but it still won't erase the pain, and i pray that she stay the same, amazing grace, yeah, yeah, yeah, just another reflection in the window, watchin' the trees pass by at a tempo, got a round trip ticket out to limbo, and i'm getting close to my kinfolk, i'm sorry that you didn't get the memo, yeah, yeah, yeah, water under burned bridges, always on the road tryna earn a livin', i remember when i bought my first ticket, i've been going, haven't turned back since then, this return day must be a misprint, made a wrong turn now i'm long distance, and i miss them, otra ciudad, otra vida, otra, otra ciudad, ah, oh, oh, oh, i try to write but every sentence is a run on, i try to text you but i don't get reception in this tunnel, vision, visit only for a minute, i'm gettin' on track but the wheels still spinnin', you can see the smoke in the distance, it billows, roll up my sweatshirt, turn it into a pillow, ay, i got a polaroid camera so i don't forget where i travel, i got a couple rolls of film i'll get developed when i get back to seattle, i told momma that i'd call her, talked for a couple minutes, but i didn't, i miss my brother, feel disconnected, wanted to stay, wanted to catch the next one, i wanted to talk, just me and him, because i had some things i felt i had to tell him, when you're always runnin', tryna make a connection, it's almost impossible to stay connected, when you get on this train after standin' in the rain, you'd be crazy to exit, and give your seat to the next one, nah, i'ma ride this shit 'til the wheels fall off, the conductor screams out, "all aboard, last call", the city as you pass on, the city as you pass on, otra ciudad, otra vida, otra, otra ciudad, ah, oh, oh, oh