Washington

I packed a bag at midnight
I couldn't sleep though I tried
I only took what I'd need to survive

I left a note for my friends saying I would miss them
And before they woke, I'd slipped away

Dah-dah-dum

I caught a train for the coast
The passengers were all ghosts
Conductor asked me where I'd like to go

And I said
"I want to meet Jesus Christ, so we can talk about life
And He could tell me things I'd need to know."

I watched the mountains creep by, cutting holes in the sky
Somebody asked me why I'd hitched a ride

And I said
"I want to look through the clouds, to wait for God to come down
Like seven swans, or something I'd recognize.
I could make my life in Washington
Find a boat that sails across the seas and back.
I could climb the tallest mountain there
Build a house and live there by myself."