The Drifter

I’ve been down that road before, over hills and mountains
Tired streets move over slow — transitions seem to come and go

Over hills and mountains, too
Where you’re from and where you’re going to

You’re the only one left — they all fall down
Torn away — from town to town

Breakman coming on the edge of the line, leans his tired head inside
The steel train blazing on — steam drifting overhead

Over hills and mountains, too
Where you’re from and where you’re going to

You’re the only one left — they all fall down
Torn away — from town to town

The story’s old and the story’s lived — back to the other side
Along the prairie open fire — chasing down the death of cold

Over hills and mountains, too
Where you’re from and where you’re going to

You’re the only one left — they all fall down
Torn away — from town to town