The last train outta here

the train conductor stands outside
the doorway to tomorrow
his ledger filled with phony facts
and time we cannot borrow

file the claims against the stars
they can't be left behind
gather up your scissored thoughts
they're in a mortal bind

look ye yonder here she comes
rolling down the track
the train that has no conscience
find a seat and don't look back

load the train and lock it up
no one on board can leave
its everybody's final trip
and its always new years eve

that lonesome whistle blows so sad
the people have their fears
everyone who hears its howls
are shedding hopeless tears

2012