I got nothing left to hide
The way we'll never know,
but we passed that long ago
His arm will shake down by the river
Feels a breath that makes him shiver
Takes a breath, makes a dive alone
Dead dogs get no vacation
Down in that subway station
Only break they take is to the bone
They're waiting on a train
In visions of the past or
all the rest is wait and see
Those prophets never hear
And gypsies in their wagons rollin'
Never hear those death bells tollin'
Never take no notice of the town
Scornful laughs and knowing snickers
Stop my heart and sink it like a stone
I'm waiting on a train to take me home
This ain't what it seems,
it's not the stuff I dreams
Nothing is as clear as this confusion
The somewhat welcome news
is there is no way to lose
Some sit still, some still prancin'
They can't even see each other
They just step stumble on their own
They're waiting on a train