Met some friends at the station, for to ride the narrow line
Took a seat in the diner, made small talk with them all
Took a drink from the waiter, heard the last conductor call
He seen the long dress of a woman on his right
She was reading from the bible, she was basking in the light
For a moment he thought he'd hear the words she couldn't keep inside
He looked in vain all around him, but there was no place to hide
Gotta miss this train
Running on something behind, he'll miss this train
Running out of time, he'll miss this train
Walking down the line, he'll miss this train
She said, "All my friends are millionaires", and her lips were small and thin
And she held him with these words as her eyes began to spin
"My lover is an angel, each day we give our praise
To the glory of his goodness and the richness of our days"
"But you will never know him, unless you ride this train
That seeks the pure and righteous for the glory of his name"
And with this she clasped an amulet that hung above her breast
And she felt a tiny glory as the train continued west
Gotta miss this train
Running on something behind, he'll miss this train
Running out of time, he'll miss this train
Walking down the line, he'll miss this train
He became distracted, to the window he turned his eyes
To the desert all around him and the blue that filled its skies
Cactus with its arms arose to pull him away
There were stones that shine like jewels, flying birds of prey
Nothing ever called to him as the sun was burning bright
And all the desert creatures were hiding from the light
And the woman safely sleeping, with her book she'd made a nest
And he knew he'd have to leave there or his heart would never rest
Gotta miss this train
Running on something behind, he'll miss this train
Running out of time, he'll miss this train
Walking down the line, he'll miss this train
He jumped out the window, the sun was burning red
And all he saw was desert and the bones of its dead
He reached out to touch them and to lift them from the sand
They looked like angels, and he held them in his hand
All at once he tried to board again, barbed wire cut his feet
But all he saw was empty track and the rising of the heat
So he ran for a hundred miles until he came to a mountain town
Where he was told by a conductor that he best just turn around
Gotta miss this train
Running on something behind, he'll miss this train
Running out of time, he'll miss this train
Many walking down the line, he'll miss this train
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