Lonesome Song

Hear that bird, so high and shrill
Sitting on that rail train's windowsill
Wind comes cutting across the field
To the bone, it gives a chill

Willows sway, sounds-a-swish
In a magic moment of home you wish
It’s a dark, dark eve you're walking on
Look to the sky and hum a bluesy song

The silence is so that your ears seem to ring
Sounds of the night are lost in your dreams
Ways of your days, they make you so sad
Loss of a love has turned your heart bad

Long for the fire of home, family, friends
Joy and laughter where love begins
The road that you're on was all on your feet
No use to stop, your thoughts cannot sleep

Hear that bird, so high and shrill
Sitting on that rail train’s windowsill