rocky mountain time

the station was empty

the trains were all gone

i reached in my pocket

and i wanted for dawn

the clock played drums

and i hummed the sax

and the wind whistled down

the railroad tracks

hey three for a quarter

one for a dime

i'll bet it's tomorrow

by rocky mountain time

i walked in the restaurant

for something to do

the waitress yelled at me

and so did the food

and the water taste funny

when you're far from your home

but it's only the thirsty

that hunger to roam

we'll build us a castle on main street

and pretend that we're down on the farm

hell

we'll hold out as long as we have to

then we'll twist off each other's arm

christ i'm so mixed up and lonely

i can't even make friends with my brain

i'm too young to be where i'm going

but i'm too old to go back again

the station was empty

the trains were all gone

i reached in my pocket

and i wanted for dawn