The Last Spike Lyrics

Song	The Last Spike
Artist	Cowboy Junkies
Album	Black Eyed Man
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	作曲 : Timmins
	Mornings feel so damn sad these days
	without the call of the 8：15
	That old familiar echo
	has finally died away
	leaving nothing but a chill
	where there once was a mighty scream
	And I've watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we've got
	nothing left to take we're told
	that the wheels will stop turning,
	the whistles will stop blowing,
	these foolish dreams must stop
	Last year they closed down the post office,
	took the only flag we had in town
	That old brick building
	still stands like a cenotaph
	to a vision lost and buried in
	a very distant past
	And I've watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we've got
	nothing left to take we're told
	that the wheels will stop turning,
	the whistles will stop blowing,
	these foolish dreams must stop
	The longest train I've ever seen
	was the train that you were on
	I walked you to the station,
	we kissed and you were gone
	I dream at night about you coming home
	The train in the station,
	your uniform on fire
	as you step onto the platform
	the band plays a little louder,
	and as we embrace your cap falls off
	Oh, I guess these foolish dreams must stop
	Mornings feel so damn sad these days
	without the call of the 8:15
	Looks like this town is finally
	going to die away
	leaving nothing but broken promises
	where there once was small town dreams
	And I've watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we've got
	nothing left to take we're told
	that the TV station will be closing,
	Main Street windows will need boarding,
	that these foolish dreams must stop

	zuo qu : Timmins
	Mornings feel so damn sad these days
	without the call of the 8: 15
	That old familiar echo
	has finally died away
	leaving nothing but a chill
	where there once was a mighty scream
	And I' ve watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I' ve watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we' ve got
	nothing left to take we' re told
	that the wheels will stop turning,
	the whistles will stop blowing,
	these foolish dreams must stop
	Last year they closed down the post office,
	took the only flag we had in town
	That old brick building
	still stands like a cenotaph
	to a vision lost and buried in
	a very distant past
	And I' ve watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I' ve watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we' ve got
	nothing left to take we' re told
	that the wheels will stop turning,
	the whistles will stop blowing,
	these foolish dreams must stop
	The longest train I' ve ever seen
	was the train that you were on
	I walked you to the station,
	we kissed and you were gone
	I dream at night about you coming home
	The train in the station,
	your uniform on fire
	as you step onto the platform
	the band plays a little louder,
	and as we embrace your cap falls off
	Oh, I guess these foolish dreams must stop
	Mornings feel so damn sad these days
	without the call of the 8: 15
	Looks like this town is finally
	going to die away
	leaving nothing but broken promises
	where there once was small town dreams
	And I' ve watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I' ve watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we' ve got
	nothing left to take we' re told
	that the TV station will be closing,
	Main Street windows will need boarding,
	that these foolish dreams must stop

	zuò qǔ : Timmins
	Mornings feel so damn sad these days
	without the call of the 8: 15
	That old familiar echo
	has finally died away
	leaving nothing but a chill
	where there once was a mighty scream
	And I' ve watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I' ve watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we' ve got
	nothing left to take we' re told
	that the wheels will stop turning,
	the whistles will stop blowing,
	these foolish dreams must stop
	Last year they closed down the post office,
	took the only flag we had in town
	That old brick building
	still stands like a cenotaph
	to a vision lost and buried in
	a very distant past
	And I' ve watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I' ve watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we' ve got
	nothing left to take we' re told
	that the wheels will stop turning,
	the whistles will stop blowing,
	these foolish dreams must stop
	The longest train I' ve ever seen
	was the train that you were on
	I walked you to the station,
	we kissed and you were gone
	I dream at night about you coming home
	The train in the station,
	your uniform on fire
	as you step onto the platform
	the band plays a little louder,
	and as we embrace your cap falls off
	Oh, I guess these foolish dreams must stop
	Mornings feel so damn sad these days
	without the call of the 8: 15
	Looks like this town is finally
	going to die away
	leaving nothing but broken promises
	where there once was small town dreams
	And I' ve watched the flat cars
	take away our timber
	I' ve watched the coal cars steal our rock
	And now that we' ve got
	nothing left to take we' re told
	that the TV station will be closing,
	Main Street windows will need boarding,
	that these foolish dreams must stop

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