I've been riding on this freight train,
Through the shadows of my weary soul,
Sorrow's lingerin' in the night air,
In a world where the lost hearts roll.
At the crossroads where dreams collide,
There's a flame flickerin' in the dark,
The fire of hope, it burns inside,
But the echoes leave a haunting mark.
Oh, this melody plays like thunder,
Each note a tale of love gone wrong,
With every twist, I feel the wonder,
As pain and beauty hum along.
I see the faces pass me by,
Reflections of the life I chose,
But the freight train keeps movin' high,
While the heartache tells me how it goes.
Sometimes I wish for a different road,
To leave behind this heavy load,
But these blues keep callin' my name,
A bittersweet game, oh, what a shame.
So I'll ride into the morning glow,
With the whispers of the life I've known,
Embracin' the fire, let the sorrow show,
In this melody, I finally feel at home.
As the tracks unwind, I'll find my peace,
In the rhythm of the night, my heart will cease,
With every mile, my spirit flies,
On this freight train, my sorrow dies.
Blues
freight, sorrow, crossroads, fire, melody