Lonely Ride Home

This pen is full of red blood cells
That leak onto a page.
The rhythm it swells
And all I can smell
Is the ink and the sweat and the rage.
My heart beats fast
From the first to the last
Of these words that spill from my bones.
And the only thing worse
Than the wind and the dirt
Is the fear of the great unknown.
Stay awhile til I am consoled.
I can't seem to take this ache in my soul
Pass the time this darkness we own,
I'm not looking forward to the lonely ride home
The restless folks
All bent and broke,
Kissing their cigarettes.
Collecting smoke like an inside joke
That no one can seem to forget.
The train will pass
Just like all the rest
And never even look back.
At the pennies and dimes that its nullified
Somewhere along the track.
Stay awhile til I am consoled.
I can't seem to take this ache in my soul
Pass the time this darkness we own,
I'm not looking forward to the lonely ride home
The train will pass just like all the rest
And never even look back.
At the pennies and dimes that its nullified
Somewhere along the track
Stay awhile til I am consoled.
I can't seem to take this ache in my soul
Pass the time this darkness we own,
I'm not looking forward to the lonely ride home
Stay awhile til I am consoled.
I can't seem to take this ache in my soul
Pass the time this darkness we own,
I'm not looking forward to the lonely ride home
I'm not looking forward to the lonely ride home
I'm not looking forward to the lonely ride home.