Lyrics

The stars don't seem
To care anymore
The sky can't dream
Of what I look for

Trains though, my friend
Can take you there
To the very end
Of any ol' where

My guitar sits still
My backpack rests as well
Sunrise promises a thrill
But it could be straight from
Hell

Don't feel sorry for me
Bad luck follows my soul
Because it will agree
Misery is my goal

But, at least... my dog is here