Nebraska - An Pierle

Nebraska - An Pierle
There's a train
Running through Nebraska
There's a cold
Running through my veins
And as far as I see
It's all white there could no one be
There's a look
Boy running through Nebraska
And it's cold in the kitchen I make some tea
For the rainy day's sake
And as fast
As my thoughts go
I see you running down the streets in some
Doomed town far away
And I ran
My lonely way
I would die to catch on the train today
But you ran ran ran ran
Down the other way
For the guilt
Of the wrongly prayed kills
Of the wrongly prayed kills
Of the wrongly prayed kills
There's a train
Running through Nebraska
There's a boy
Running through my veins
And as far as I see
It's all white there could no one be
There's a look burning through my hand now
And it's cold in the kitchen I make some tea
For them rainy days I'd loved to spend with you
And I was lucky enough to escape in the nick of
Time will mitigate all wounds but I
Miss you anyway
And I ran
My lonely way
I would've died to catch you on the train
That day
But we're both hurt hurt hurt
Some way
Some way
My long sweet day
My long sweet day
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day
I would die to catch you on
My long sweet day