It took a while to find your place I’d been away so long
Should I take the early stop or do I carry on?
Past the shops there’s the tree with the rope, that’s the hill I used to run
A little light shines on, but little lights aren’t always bright
But may it always glow, a fleeting glimpse once in a while
I’m clinging to something, that no other eyes have seen
The visions that have been, are fading like this old dream
‘someone died on these railway lines a couple of weeks ago’
I’m not sure whether it was true, but that’s how the story goes
I lay my head and the first thing I hear is that train go rolling by
I’m hypnotised again, I’m seeing life through my old eyes
And my old eyes don’t lie, no my old eyes would never lie
Until I cannot see, Judy waiting for me
I’ll keep coming and I’ll be, so quiet if you’re asleep
I’m holding out for that sweet smile to greet me
The tears I cry as I drive by dry swiftly
All those coins in your hand would be mine, no matter what I guessed
But my mind, oh, my tiny mind, thought that I just guessed the best
And if you just let me here, I swear I’ll never want to leave
Maybe I should not be, throwing all of these old seeds