There’s a town I left in northern Minnesota

Though my body is gone my memories remain

Was a bustling town in the cold of winter

Now it’s just full of empty trains, it’s just full of empty trains

I like to go back in the heat of the summer

When the lake is all that will save your soul

Sitting on the hillside with a view of the water

Just watching those ships come in and go, I’m watching those ships come in and go

Memories will stain

The canvas in my brain

Remind me where I’ve been

Like those empty trains headed home again

I traveled west till I met the mountains

And I met my dreams when I looked to the sky

Sitting on the banks of a mighty river

Just counting the thoughts and ripples in mind, I’m counting the thoughts and the ripples in my mind

At night I lay my head in the garden

Where the flowers grow tall near the moss covered stone

There’s a river that runs through the heart of that city

The bridges are the thread and the needle that’s sewn

The bridges are the thread and the needle that’s sewn

Memories will stain

The canvas in my brain

Remind me where I’ve been

Like those empty trains headed home again

Although I miss my home I think I’ll stay here a while

With this woman I love and these friends by my side

Living each day as if there’s no tomorrow

For I carry with me all those who have died, I carry with me all those who have died

Memories will stain

The canvas in my brain

Remind me where I’ve been

Like those empty trains headed home again