Leif Vollebekk - At the End of the Line
I’m long gone, honey babe, far away from my home went out to find myself, just found myself alone Late night trains since don’t run the way they’re supposed to It’s been months since I’ve been near anyone I was close to At the end of the line, wildflowers grow on the track I’d return to the cities of my youth if I knew the youth’d come back I was holed up in my hotel, I got a telephone call Girl down in the lobby, girl I didn’t know at all Her last night in the city and her friends left her behind She had some thoughts and a bottle of wine could she come up and talk a while But Lord I know what talking leads to At the end of the line, I had only one thought Whenever something’s free, usually then you’re not F-train to Coney Island, corridor to my room Yellow wine in summer, the subway’s sweet perfume Its in the air around m clothes, it’s in the bookstores you lived above Sometimes a city is one too many, and a thousand ain’t enough At the end of the line I’m reading to myself Of all the spring afternoons in bare, could it have been anybody else
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