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