Last Train

End of the road he's travelling

Waiting for trains that never ever come

They've all gone

End of the final day

Light fades, she moves away

To the north

This will never come again

Living on the line for all those years

(Happy but if lonely)

Half in sun and half in shade

(Twelve stones at the forest edge)

Mr. Delia is leaving home

(All is left to grass and rust)

Gone

Gone

Gone

Fetch wood for the fire

The last days of summer

He prepares for

The end of the line

Sure as the curving Earth

The beat of the second hand

Counts the days down

To the end of the line

Living on the line for all those years

(Happy but if lonely)

Half in sun and half in shade

(Twelve stones at the forest edge)

Mr. Delia is leaving home

(All is left to grass and rust)

Gone

Gone

Gone

Gone

Living on the line for all those years

(Happy but if lonely)

Half in sun and half in shade

(Twelve stones at the forest edge)

Mr. Delia is leaving home

(All is left to grass and rust)

Living on the line for all those years

(Happy but if lonely)

Half in sun and half in shade

(All is left to grass and rust)

Gone

Gone

Gone

Gone