Nebraska

There’s a train running through
Nebraska There’s a cold running through my veins
And as far as
I can see
It’s all white there could no one be
There’s a boy running through
Nebraska And it’s cold in the kitchen
I make some tea
For the rainy day’s sake
And as far as my thoughts go
I see you running down the streets in some
Doomed town far away
And I ran my lonely way
I would die to catch on the train today
But you ran down the other way (for the guilt of the wrongly prayed prayers)
There’s a fire running through
Nebraska And it’s cold in the kitchen
I make some tea
For them rainy days
I’d have loved to spend with you
I was lucky enough to escape in the nick of
Time will mitigate all wounds but
I Miss you anyway
And I ran my lonely way
I would’ve died to catch you on the train
That day But we’re both hurt
In another way