Stowaway

I’ve had my fair share of trouble

Still taste the door shut in my face

My tattered life out on the sidewalk

Collect the pieces with a rake

I know I have not been perfect

Yeah, mistakes I’ve made a few

But some people just get lucky

And man I‘d like to get some too

Feet keep slipping backwards, looking for a way to get gone

Give me just a minute while I try to move along

There's a freight train racin' down the track

Don't know where its goin', but it's not coming back

I hear that whistle blowin', gonna catch it

And get on

Wave of cables moving backwards

Ride the tide of changing times

People waiting for their own little destinations

I think this journey might be mine

I ask a man who’s passing me just what direction we’re being lead

Calls back over his shoulder and says, "Ahead"

There's a freight train racin' down the track

I don't know where it's goin', but it's not coming back

I hear that whistle blowin', gonna catch it

And get on

There's a freight train racin' down the track

I don't know where it's goin', but it's not coming back

I hear that whistle blowin', gonna catch it, catch it

And get on