Glory Train

I am restless tonight
 Body's just a bag of bones
 And a cheap suit feels
 Like a poor man's home
 Far away, a whistle blows
 and a dog slips it's chains
 Waiting, waiting for the glory train.
 Feel the air
 Crawl across your skin
 The last lick of night
 Shadow's lingering
 Morning drags itself to town
 Spreading like a stain
 I'm sick of waiting, waiting for the glory train
 Glory train
 In the landscape of our own invention
 Ride the rails
 Of promises and good intentions
 Good intentions
 I found a picture
 See the way we used to be?
 Do you remember
 How your eyes would look at me?
 Making love into the night
 And the neighbours would complain
 We were waiting, waiting for the glory train
 Glory train
 In the landscape of our own invention
 Ride the rails
 Of promises and good intentions
 Good intentions