Train to Remington

Lost track of the train to Remington

Got back half past eleven

Your side of the bed was vacant

A wrong turn on the road not taken

Kept your ticket in a glass half full

Melted into the bedroom floor

Backtracked on the thread I'd woven

The loudest words were the ones not spoken

I'll leave at first light, I will go

But I'll save you a seat in my row

I'm alone now in the moment of truth

I am young now, I was older when I knew

You suffer the most from the fates you think you can choose

But you lose, you lose, you lose a part of you

A part of you

I'm not lost, I'm going from memory

I just thought I'd remember eventually

How could I expect to win this?

It's not you, it's the tongue you've twisted

Her soul wasn't one that the eyes could see

Her voice could've played you a symphony

Higher ground for the ones who hear it

A siren for the man who fears it

I'll leave at first light, I will go

But I'll save you a seat at my show

I'm alone now, in the moment of truth

I am young now, I was older when I knew

You suffer the most from the fates you think you can choose

But you lose, you lose, you lose a part of you

I wasn't looking for a sign, I wasn't lookin' for the light I was just looking for you

They left the station long ago and still I hear that whistle blow

You're like a phantom in my room

I'm not a traveller on a path

I am the treasure for a map no one will find any time soon

They left the station long ago, and still I hear that whistle blow

so close but still so far from you

I'm alone now, in the moment of truth

I am young now, I was older when I knew

You suffer the most from the fates you think you can choose

But you lose, you lose, you lose a part of you

You lose, you lose a part of you

You lose a part of you