Night Train

It's a search for missing children
Voices down the phone
He'd packed his bag for nowhere
He knew where he was going

Down that road in the dead of night
There was now no way of knowing
Among the faceless knaves and queers
Which face he should be showing

Looking down the shot gun
Feels a gorging fear
She whispered something private
I didn't care to hear

Oh, but I was close enough
An angel dressed in black
Feel the beating in his chest
Rollin, rolling, rolling down the track

Reaching at this black touch
Yes, the queen of souls knows where
Now watch her squeeze the trigger
On the night train
On the night train out of nowhere

She was of his mystery
She was his only one
Looking for deliverance
The boy was on the run

How was I to finish
What someone else had done
No ending or beginning
Just stroke and a pointing gun

There comes a voice from the shadow
Hey brother, over here
Like this boy upon the gallows
I could read his face so clear

Reaching all this black touch
Yes, the queen of soul knows where
Now watch her squeeze the trigger
On the night train out of nowhere

Reaching all this black touch
The queen of soul knows where
Now watch her squeeze the trigger
She was on the night train
On the night train out of nowhere

(Night train) out of nowhere
On the night train out of nowhere
(Night train) out of nowhere
On the night train out of nowhere...