The Railway

The sound of thunder wake me from my sleep And restore me from my dream I turn my gaze to the outside, I see The glass of window wet by the rain I take my bottle of whiskey Paint with me this lonely journey Blowing smoke cigarette bring my thought drift away I sit in this quiet carriage Time seemed to freeze inside of me Only the train horn and sound of friction wheels Breaking the silence of the night I see an old lady on the otherside She hold a bible in her hand When she looked at me I can feel there’s a warmth in her smile Reminds me of my mother Rearrange all the pieces of memories of my home This train runs through the night As if taking me out of my past Return to the land of my birth Back where I started all over again And then I drink my whiskey again Till the last drop flow in my blood Wondering if there’s a devil that hovering Looking for a space in my mind I grab his tail and slam him to the ground Crack his head with a bottle in my hand Breaking his wing and crush his bones, it seem so fun I think it’s time to go back to reality Then I light my cigarette I move up from my seat down the aisle In the train to the next carriage I feel the night wind hit my face As I passed beside the door Heavy rain has changed drizzle I stand in there And look at the dark clouds They seemed runaway from me Like the shadows of mypast I have let it past Yeah let it past This train runs through the night Along with thousand longing in my heart To smell the air, and feel the warmth When my feet planted on my land Talk again ‘bout the beauty Of all the old story Singing again about the wonderful memories of love