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When lonely winds blow cold and my world moves down below it’s a sign to make a change among the platform crowd words clear as clouds say you can’t remain the same and familiar voices cry my nam
On the last train home on the last train home crossroads of y life feel my body glide to a place I need to be it’s within my sights I know it’ll feel so right when I get there I’ll be free stil
Se voices call my name but I’m on the last train home on the last train home on the last train home ride with the freight line ride with the freight line there I go gotta make time I gotta make
I’m aboard boxcar wonder every scar shows where the future lies lord only knows I’m on the last last train home on the last train home I’m on the last train home on the last train home I’m on th
T train home on the last train home last train home yeah, last train home it’s within my sights I know it’ll feel so right when I get there I’ll be free
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