Aaron F. Benjamin - Lonesome Whistle

Even clouded suns cast shadows
Out here on the open road
With an eye on the horizon
I don't know which way to go
If I listen close enough
Hear the echo of a whistle blow
It's the late train coming
Bound to carry something

Faded ink lines form the outline
Of an angel on your arm
No idea where this is headed
But I guess that that's the charm
As you wrap yourself around me
You say, no cause for alarm
But as you pull me under
Even heaven wonders

Just keep smiling at me baby
And it'll be all right
Yeah you always had a gift
For telling golden lies
You keep smiling pretty baby
And it'll be all right

I can taste a bitter flavor
In the air as I walk home
A leftover from the steel mills
So alive, now so alone
Once you said that we had fate
On our side but it was late
As the light was wasting
And my heart was racing

Just keep smiling at me baby
And it'll be all right
Yeah you always had a gift
For telling golden lies
Just keep smiling pretty baby
And it'll be all right

Hop the track
Don't look back
Just keep walking
Til your soles turn black
Hop the track
Don't look back
Just keep walking
Til your soles turn black

Written by:
Benjamin Feuer

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