Fireworks and Phonecalls - Brandtson

A penny on the railroad tracks

Still waiting for the westbound four fifteen

No name motel and cement smoke stacks

Same old same this time

This time I’m looking back

Do you have the time to listen to the story of my life

Can you set aside a year so i can tell you why

The coffee’s cold and the station is quiet

Such a lonely wait

The snow falls carelessly

I have heard this message in my head before

The four fifteen to goshen

Now boarding call

I’ll take this on my own again

I’m not afraid to be on my own again

I’m not sure exactly why or where i’m going

I’ll just start again

I know it doesn’t make much sense to go

And nothing ever translates through the telephone

I just called to say I’m not sure when I’ll be home

I’ve got to start all over

And I’ll take this time

Take a chance on everything I own

And I’ll make it this time

Somewhere.

Sometime

If you can see me there falling down on my face again