There’s a train running through Nebraska

There’s a cold running through my veins

And as far as I can see

It’s all white there could no one be

There’s a boy running through Nebraska

And it’s cold in the kitchen I make some tea

For the rainy day’s sake

And as far as my thoughts go

I see you running down the streets in some

Doomed town far away

And I ran my lonely way

I would die to catch on the train today

But you ran down the other way

(for the guilt of the wrongly prayed prayers)

There’s a fire running through Nebraska

And it’s cold in the kitchen I make some tea

For them rainy days I’d have loved to spend
with you

I was lucky enough to escape in the nick of

Time will mitigate all wounds but I

Miss you anyway

And I ran my lonely way

I would’ve died to catch you on the train

That day

But we’re both hurt

In another way