Glory Train

I am restless tonight

Body's just a bag of bones

And a cheap suit feels

Like a poor man's home

Far away a whistle blows

And a dog slips its chains

Waiting

Waiting for the glory train

Feel the air

Crawl across your skin

The last lick of night

Shadows lingering

Morning drags itself to town

Spreading like a stain

I'm sick of waiting

Waiting for the glory train

Waiting for the glory train

Glory train

In the landscape of our own invention

Ride the rails of promises

And good intentions

Good intentions

I found a picture

See the way we used to be

Do you remember

How your eyes would look at me?

Making love into the night

And the neighbours would complain

And we were waiting

Waiting for the glory train

Glory train

In the landscape of our own invention

Ride the rails of promises

And good intentions

Good intentions