Some old guy coming out of the restaurant
hit me up for a quarter and
and all I had was 20 and a 10 bill.
So I looked at him and he said,
you don't look like much of a drinker.
says, oh no man, I don't drink at all.
And he looked like he didn't
and his eyes got bigger than my hands.
my body's just a bag of bones
A cheap suit feels like a
And far away a whistle blows,
waiting for the glory train
Feel the air crawling across your skin
Morning drags itself to town
Waiting for the glory train
The promises and good intentions,
and see the way we used to be
how your eyes would look at me
Making love into the night
and the neighbors would complain
waiting for the glory train, glory train,
Ride the rain of promises