Album: Limbeck

You're sleeping on the bed right in front of me

I found some paper by the desk in the lobby


I'm trying quiet not to wake you up

As the Tucson sun is coming up

I couldn't sleep

There's a TV in the lounge

But the buttons confuse me

You're in there trying to look some things up

As the Tucson sun is coming up



Street lights are turning off

The guests are waking up



As the train keeps rolling by like everey hour

And the cars start stumbling by outside

It's time to find the way to my room

To get some sleep



I'm trying to find the way to Bisbee

With a map that I found in the lobby

Stop for a shot from a little shop-owner

With tthat Tucson sun on my shoulders

Then you go through the Mule Pass tunnel

And this town has got the biggest hole I've ever seen

Hot sun's going down over Bisbee



Street lights are turning on again

Everyone's going home

Look out the window

Got to run to get home

See, this trains only going home three times a week

So I've got to get out

O this hotel room

Run through the lobby with my stuff, across the street



To that train that's been rolling through the whole night long

As the cars start rumbling by, I'm stumbling across the street

The air outside's still got the heat from the day

I'm running through the doors, weaving through the seeats

In the station praying that they wait

One minute more

Stay until i climb aboard

And find myself a seat

To get some sleep

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