I hear the train all night, sound of its wind blowin through Our subtle lives... And I have a job to do, walking these cars, walking all this sleep To get to you But I dont feel you stir beside me And youre not in my morning hours Some ties are made to break some stalks grow high and green to rot away And feel the weight And these lines tell the truth, these city veins answer all they do So, could you keep me in the pulses? Could you keep me in the sound? I got wise and I got old Not once, not once did I fold So dont you now Maybe you bet on me, while we were still young enough to know What to believe But for every year you took, for every soft breath or loving look Believe me And dont keep me like you have me And dont kiss me like you dont I got wise and I got old Not once, not once did I fold So dont you now Some land holds a home some of my years only hold... me to roam But I tell myself its true, you see a home, you see a man You see it too And I say dont you know you have her? Go on kiss her now you boy I got wise and I got old Not once, not once did I fold So dont you now I got wise and I got old Not once, not once did I fold So dont you now
fold, wise, old, keep, walking