Waiting On My Train

There’s an empty sound around
As I put on my boots and go outside
There’s an itch there but I can’t scratch it
And walking through the park
A couple guys staring me down
What they’re looking for, they ain’t gonna find it
I’m crossing the boulevard
Then sliding down a side street
I know it well but I don’t like it
And there goes a little kid
I know that look he’s got
He’s going home not knowing why he did what he did
But me, I’m waiting on my train
To come around and pick me up again
That train’s gonna show me
The middle’s not the end
I’m taking the long way ’round
And passing by my old school
It’s looking old and rained on
And just there ’cross the street
Thеre’s a girl I used to know
But now we’rе both looking the other way
And me, I’m waiting on my train
To come around and pick me up again
That train’s gonna show me
The middle’s not the end
I’m spitting in the shadows
And weeding out the moon, yeah
And while these street lights blow their light on me
I’m kickin’ time
And I gotta go, I can help but see
I’ve been wasting mine
I’m waiting on a train
I’m waiting on a train
I’m waiting on my train
I’m waiting on my train
I’m waiting on my train
I’m waiting on my train