Modern Age

I've been walking and riding trains, been looking for something that will remain There's an ocean it's far away, but if I get there it will be the same I've been walking and riding trains like an old country song in the modern age It ain't easy, because it's so slow, but it will carry me where I want to go So take your copper, silver, and gold but sometimes I feel like that mountain an empty hole And I can't do just as I'm told Like waiting for permission to lose control I've been walking and riding trains got old ticket stubs to count the passing days But there's no reason, and no one to blame if you can't find something for you to gain So take your copper, silver, and gold but sometimes I feel like that mountain an empty hole And I can't do just as I'm told Like waiting for permission to lose control Today I found myself on that same train It broke down and left me two blocks west of 8th and main Guess I finally found out just where this train will go This old train takes me every where but home This old train takes me everywhere but home