Well I passed out that night as I waited at the station but I wouldn’t say that I was drunk
Well I fixed my gaze on the cold stars at midnight I lay down and I shook
I dreamed that night that I was my father and it was me that he’d been dreaming of
It hurt me badly to see the kid crying I kissed him softly and told him to hush
I was waiting at the station for my sweet Amelia for proof that we was in love
It was for she I did weep in old Barcelona Minnesota and Mexico
But she wouldn’t leave her mom and her papa I begged her but she’d hardly come
So alone in the night so far from Nebraska I sat with my head hung
I won’t kid ya I wasn’t idle in the time of my trial come in contact with many a cunt
Slammed champagne for dinner and read Henry Miller like a hound dog out for a hunt
But all my days were gray though there was excellent weather and my every breath was a curse
Except for Altisadora and Uli Kitta my heart, took a turn for the worse
I awoke on the platform burning with fever coughing up puss and blood
My train it was arriving it was an hour until daylight and I dug it the best that I could
Started struggling all of a sudden and I got to wondering if it were a mistake to have run
But from all that I learned in the days that have followed it was the best thing that I’ve ever done
But from all that I learned in the days that have followed it was the best thing that I’ve ever done
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