Somewhere Between

Metal tracks, and westbound trains
This cold in my bones is gettin' to my brain
And I'm a million miles from yesterday
I wake up each morning, each morning's the same
Metal tracks, and westbound trains

Dandelions and fresh sunflowers
The moon's comin' out, the engine grows louder
And I'm not runnin' from a thing, but runnin' towards the plane
Or fact that I belong by
Dandelions and fresh sunflowers

I'm somewhere between Kansas and coal
And Colorado snow, don't care anymore
'Long as I'm gettin' where I go
And I'm from Mississippi where nobody missed me, so I'm travellin' on
So tonight I'll call this train my home

Heart made of stone and eyes made of glass
When I'm ridin' these rails, I'm chasin' my past
And I wanted a lover, [and good God loves her?]
And she was gone too fast
With a heart made of stone and eyes made of glass

I'm somewhere between Salt Lake and Redfrakes
And I hope that soon I'll be done with snowflakes
I'm still just travelin' on
An emptied bottle of whisky cuts through like miskey, but it keeps me warm
So tonight I'll call this whiskey home

Oh, and I like to think that I'm just a travelin' soul
When the music plays, I'd like to have a spot at his show
But for now, I'm sittin' 'tween two tanks of oil
Writin' the song to pass the time, followin' these roads

And, oh, I know
[Please don't leave me 'lone?]
I will follow, one day I will come home

When I finally reach the west coast
Maybe then I'll just float and stay for a while
Maybe I'll get back on the line
'Cause for a man like me, need room to breathe
Being on my own is where I feel free
So I'll decide when I get where I'm goin'