Got those freight train blues running thru
aching me, … breaking me …
all my dreams … all my reasoning
have brought me here again
the evening waits like a wound
and I’m so afraid I’ll fall in
Reality’s so thin … just behind our running
just behind our lovers and our jobs
waits the empty time …
waits the accountings and the ownings
and no matter how I try
to stay on the easy side of it
it tears … it tears and takes me in.
gallagher
08 jun 78 – long beach
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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