WAKING YEARS

I think it’s time to say goodbye to you now

It isn’t really what I want to do now

I know you seem just half-familiar

Still I remember us in

The waking years

The whistles blown, the clock goes winding on now

The train’s warmed up and itching to be gone now

So drink your coffee leave the cup

Behind with your memories of

The waking years

You’re waving from the window now

Just like I remember you in

The waking years

Just like in a dream I see you leaving

Out there on the lost rails of the evening

There will be times you lose yourself

In things that we did going through

The waking years.