Thoughts from a Slow Train

[Verse 1]
Awake and alone on a train
By a soft hand, you brushed across my face
From some station platform she waves
I wave back but I don't remember her name

[Verse 2]
My fake redhead hides in the garden
She had such harsh words about me but I never believed them
Deleela wants her chocolate fudge (Deleela)
Don't let anyone tell you that you talk too much

[Chorus]
Angels drift in and away
Through your life on a slow train

[Verse 3]
The big-eyed painter, a bouncing German
She laughs so pure as we bowled over suave Frenchmen
My actress, with your baggage full of apologies (Marisol)
Why do I feel you've been abducted by Scientology? Oh, no

[Verse 4]
And Anna, my Brazilian princess
I nearly died when you said I was blessed with true tenderness
Yeah, Laura, she may laugh at this (Laura)
What's life like when you're a sweet and creamy feminist?

[Chorus]
Angels drift in and away
Through your life on a slow train

[Verse 5]
Before I got to New York Penn
I started talking with a couple lesbian documentarians
We talked about our memories
They asked, when I die, what would be the one I'd choose to take with me

[Verse 6]
If I had to choose, what would it be?
Even the last few years have had a couple goddamn good memories
Room 54, Hotel Jardin (Monica)
If I had to choose, I'd live with you, in Room 54, tenderly

[Chorus]
Angels drift in and away
Through your life on a slow train

[Outro]
On a slow train