Train to Mercy - The Walkabouts

Last time that I saw you, you were on the killing floor

Last time that I saw you, all the tears had turned to clay

Still I haven’t panicked, come and pull the stitches tight

No room for the panic, come and pull the stitches tight

There is late train to Mercy

But I hope it never comes

There is late train to Mercy

But I hope it never comes

Well it moves like winter, it moves with brute force

Well it moves like winter, leaves an empire in its course

Heard the breakman holler: «Cannot slow it down»

Heard the breakman holler: «Cannot slow it down»

There is late train to Mercy

But I hope it never comes

There is late train to Mercy

But I hope it never comes

Help me poor Melissa, hide the hope behind your door

Help me poor Melissa, put the hope into your trust

Is the whole world big enough, for the bitter and the sweet?

Is the whole world big enough, for the wicked and the few?

There is late train to Mercy

But I hope it never comes

There is late train to Mercy

But I hope it never comes

Makes you beg, steal and borrow

So I hope it never comes

There is late train to Mercy

But I hope it never comes