by tyler stenson © 2010 — ASCAP
I get no sleep,
Try as I might,
Because I don’t see no day
And there is sure as hell no night.
No, it’s somewhere in between
The Dawn’s haze and dream
And Nothing’s ever seem more real
Than this ceiling that I see.
I get no sleep with these trains inside my head.
As far as I can see, I’ve got tracks running down both sides.
What started as a steady hum
Became a war-time drum
And eventually north and southbound collide.
I get no sleep with these trains inside my head.
Then, history repeats
And the city never sleeps
And I can hear those trains
No matter how soft they creep.
Can you hear them world?
The wolves are at my door;
I’ve got nothing to my name
And still they ask for more.
I get no sleep with these trains inside my head.
As far as I can see, I’ve got tracks running down both sides.
What started as a steady hum
Became a war-time drum
And eventually north and southbound collide.
I get no sleep with these trains inside my head.
I get no sleep with these trains inside my head.