The Last Train
I took the last train home I've learned to be good at waiting I'll never be in a hurry anymore There's no point running I'm stuck in this bubble I'm praying every night I'm scared but I still have hope Blind faith won't work this time Standing at the end of the train line Watching things go by I wish to be left behind I'll have a story to tell if I survive I took the last train home I have nothing to lose Fought fear, but I still don't know If that can be of any use I don't have to fall again My permanent scars are enough To be masterpiece worthy mosaic On every wall I see it hung up Every decision I make Everything I choose to make last Is a blurred reflection Of my dark or bright past I took the last train home Bundled up in the sleepers The world outside turned cold And succumbed to the fury of creepers I'm an island in an abandoned ocean Sixty minutes from closure My tears soak my own shoulde...