Ghost From The Last Train

The final train pulls in the station

and it waits for the storm to leave

But us,we went out in the pouring rain

Desperately we fixed the rails

Some raindrops felt so sharp and yet so frail

Seems like they just needed a place to aim

Ghosts beckoning from the last train

Ghosts waving in from the last train

One man had his mind on yesterday

Another thought of tomorrow

And then there even came another man

who looked at both and just laughed

The raindrops spread,swarming all around,

but,we blindly stayed to the fix the rails

Ghosts beckoning from the last train

Ghosts waving in from the last train

Ghosts beckoning from the last train

Ghosts waving in from the last train...