Last Train Home - Armored Saint

When lonely winds blow cold

And my world moves down below

It’s a sign to make a change

Among the platform crowd

Words clear as clouds

Say you can’t remain the same

And familiar voices cry

My name

I’m on the last train home

On the last train home

Crossroads of my life

Feel my body glide

To a place I need to be

It’s within my sights

I know it’ll feel so right

When I get there I’ll be free

Still those voices call

My name

But I’m on the last train home

On the last train home

On the last train home

Ride with the freight line

Ride with the freight line

There I go

Gotta make time

I gotta make time

I’m aboard

Boxcar wonder

Every scar shows

Where the future lies

Lord only knows

I’m on the last

Last train home

On the last train home

I’m on the last train home

On the last train home

I’m on the last train home

On the last train home

Last train home Yeah

Last train home

It’s within my sights

I know it’ll feel so right

When I get there I’ll be free