Tekster: Armored Saint. Symbol Of Salvation. Last Train Home.

When lonely winds blow cold
And my world moves down below
It's a sign to make a change

Among the platform crowd
Words clear as clouds
Say, you can't remain the same

And familiar voices cry my name

I'm on the last train home
On the last train home

Crossroads of my life
Feel my body glide
To a place I need to be, yeah

It's within my sights
I know it'll feel so right
When I get there I'll be free

Still those voices call my name, name

But I'm on the last train home
Yeah, on the last train home
Yeah, I'm on the last train home

Ride with the freight line
Ride with the freight line there I go
Gotta make time
Yeah, I gotta make time, I'm aboard

Boxcar wonder, every scar shows
Where the future lies, Lord only knows

I'm on the last, last train home
Yeah, on the last train home
I'm on the last train home

Yeah, on the last train home
Yeah, on the last train home
Yeah, on the last train home
Last train home
Yeah, last train home

It's within my sights
I know it'll feel so right
When I get there, I'll be free