Silas J. Dirge - On the Train of Aches
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He said ‘You’ll get accustomed to the leaking roof and the cold
Coasting this train through a winter on hold’
I sensed trouble from the moment he started to stare
Into the void outside, mumbling ‘bout finding an heir
On the train of aches
There ain’t much to do, just a lot to take
And keep an endless wake
‘Well son, so long and goodluck!’ he said, as he jumped off the car
Into the deep, cold, all engulfing dark
I reached out, got grip of his arm and didn’t let go
But he begged and he pleaded, screamed ‘what do you know?’
On the train of aches
There ain’t much to do, just a lot to take
And all the towns you’ll reach
No one wants to live their broken dreams
Ripped at the seams
‘Have you seen what I’ve seen? Taken in years of praying?’
And in his eyes I saw countless lifetimes of pain
He shook himself free while he shouted ‘incoming freight!’
Now I ride this train by myself, but at the deadliest pace
Coasting this train through a winter on hold’
I sensed trouble from the moment he started to stare
Into the void outside, mumbling ‘bout finding an heir
On the train of aches
There ain’t much to do, just a lot to take
And keep an endless wake
‘Well son, so long and goodluck!’ he said, as he jumped off the car
Into the deep, cold, all engulfing dark
I reached out, got grip of his arm and didn’t let go
But he begged and he pleaded, screamed ‘what do you know?’
On the train of aches
There ain’t much to do, just a lot to take
And all the towns you’ll reach
No one wants to live their broken dreams
Ripped at the seams
‘Have you seen what I’ve seen? Taken in years of praying?’
And in his eyes I saw countless lifetimes of pain
He shook himself free while he shouted ‘incoming freight!’
Now I ride this train by myself, but at the deadliest pace
