Album: Limbs & Branches

I'm headed home

Yeah but I'm not so sure


That home is a place you can still get to by train



So I'm looking out the window

And I'm drifting off to sleep

With my face pressed up against the pane

With the rhythm of my heart

And my sleepy girl's breathing

With the rhythm of the southbound train



Oh, well the wind starts to look like her hair

And the sun and her bright blue eyes

As the sea and the shore fall and rise

Like her breast as she breathes by my side

And the moon is her lips

And the sun is headed on down to the sea

Like her hair as she lays down on me

Until we reach ocean side

Over and over I hear the same train

With the rhythm of my heart

And my sleepy girl's breathing

With the rhythm of my southbound train



Oh, I suppose they'll say I should've known

Or maybe I'm just feeling old

Like a lawyer with no one to blame



I'm headed home

Yeah but I'm not so sure

Home is a place that'll ever look the same



So we gather up our things

And we head out in the cold

And your eyes are where you carry the pain

And I hear the whistle weeping

It's crying to the skying

It's the rhythm of the southbound train

It's the rhythm of my southbound train

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