Holding mayflies
Pale in my hands
Blue in brown eyes
Where the boats land
Hum my weary
Father's stories
One I used to love
Taken from me
And when I wake up on the railway
In the backwoods with my old man
The orange leaves that swirl around me
Promise me one day
Oh what I saw
In his white shoes
Green and grit-stained
Laces pulled loose
Laces pullin' loose
And when I wake up on the railway
In the backwoods with my old man
The orange leaves that swirl around me
Promise me one day