Where the firestorms are howling through the land
And the river boads are drouning in the sand.
Where the hin hindges of the window shutters grown
Was my fathers home.
Where the schoolbells ringing way down lincoln square
And the sounds of broken playgrounds fill the air
I see skelletons of grayhouns ray and rust
And the trails in the dust.
And I still can hear the children in the park
When they dance in the dark.
And I'm all on my own
On that lone lonesome road.
I will roum till I'm old in my bones
And I'm waiting invane for the late evening train
To the day when it takes me away.
Where the neon temples glitter in the night
But there is noone to assemble in their light.
But shapord broke his crooket stuff and roared
Out of the name of the lord.
On the portch I watched the pitchens fight the crombs
And the rain drops play the thin roof battle drums
I should find my self some sheltor I suppose
With the darks and the croos
Where we all can live together safe and sound
In a hole in the ground.
And I'm all on my own
On that lone lonesome road.
I will roum till I'm old in my bones
And I'm waiting invane for the late evening train
To the day when it takes me away.
As the mountains crombled down and ozeans rise
And the countries gettin' old before my eyes.
Wallzing with the planets in the sky
Turn the weals of time.
And I gaze up to the stars untill I sleep
See the blaze deep in my heart and in my dreams.
When everthing is dark the futures ride
And it feels allright.
I will rise up when I fly in to space
Come the end of days.
And i'm all on my own
On that lone lonesome road.
I will roum till I'm old in my bones
And I'm waiting invane for the late evening train
To the day when it takes me away.
And i'm all on my own
On that lone lonesome road.
I will roum till I'm old in my bones
And I'm waiting invane for the late evening train
To the day when it takes me away.