Where will you go when this day is over?
A gambler's purse lays on the road.
Straight to your door, snakes have gone crazy tonight, winding their way out of sight.
A laugh, a joke, a sentiment wasted, seasons of strangers - they come and go.
Doldrums are pounding.
Cheapskates are clouding this town.
Who could disown themselves now?
Engineer - slow down this old train.
Cinders and chaff laugh at the moon.
Nightbirds will cackle, rotting like apples on trees, sending their dead melodies to me.
and i personally agree with the previous two comments.
the lyrics are wrong fyi:
Where will you go when this day is over? A gambler's purse lays on the road. Straight to your door, snakes have gone crazy tonight, winding their way out of sight. A laugh, a joke, a sentiment wasted, seasons of strangers - they come and go. Doldrums are pounding. Cheapskates are clouding this town. Who could disown themselves now? Engineer - slow down this old train. Cinders and chaff laugh at the moon. Nightbirds will cackle, rotting like apples on trees, sending their dead melodies to me.
and i personally agree with the previous two comments.