Boxcar Telegrams Lyrics - Singles - Running Red Lights

Warm in this narrow car I lie 

Spinnin' wheels move me further into night 

Cold train is rollin' me along 

Back to the old Queen, 3 times her weight in stone 

And I don't want to go 

Back to my city bed to lie 

Through window square watching bodies speeding by 

To the poet stirring rackets in my mind 

Where days empty into winter whiskey nights 

And I don't want to go, no I don't wanna go 

So leave me in Yukon mountains to rest my hurried bones 

Silver Springs wash the fuel of youth that drives me home 

Cause I don't wanna go 

No I don't wanna go 

Home 

Back far from BC timber lines 

To inner voices and disapproving eyes 

From a sea of summer backroad country miles 

To a grave of unborn concrete piles 

And I don't wanna go, no I don't wanna go 

So leave me in Yukon mountains to rest my hurried bones 

Silver Springs wash the fuel of youth that drives me home 

Cause I don't wanna go 

No I don't wanna go 

The night comes black and forest falls to ash and stone 

Over iron hills the train begins to slow and I am back once more, 

Back where I belong 

But I don't wanna go 

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