TALES
David JARRY-LACOMBE, Gunnar ELLWANGER, Joao PRETO
They smile at me, laugh and they talk
The words are loud and old
And will be soon forgotten memories
Rolling again on that old lonesome train tonight
No raindrop, no hail and no storm
No cloud is hiding the sky
Still the moonlight seems pale to me
Rolling again on that old lonesome train tonight
Reaching out for the tales in the back of my mind
Reaching out for that old lonesome train tonight
Sleep tight, may your blanket be warm
The moon right over my head
Is the same that shines upon you now
Showing the way on that old lonesome train tonight
Reaching out for the tales in the back of my mind
Reaching out for the words and every name I can find
Seeing all fade away into the oceans of time
While I'm stuck on that old lonesome train...
Tonight