Letra de 'Portadown Station' de Sandra McCracken

sunset view from the train
across these irish plains
rolling like the songs that are in my head
Portadown =Station and another hotel bed

we pass though another town
people swell in and out
I search the cowd for a face that I know
a thiousand tales of a thousand years long ago

Just get on bord, take that last train out
'cause I hear your voice in my head
but I miss the sound
you ride the station outside portadown

looking for something real
and matches, knives and steal
and open wide eyes the sun goes dark
you cannot touch the feeling broken hearted

so get on bord
and take that last train out
'cause I hear your voice in my head
but I miss the sound
you ride the station outside portadown

so drain the light from the sky
and drain this tears from my eyes
and waiting like the shaddow stretching thin
would you hide me here, 'till the morning comes?
would you hide me here, 'till the morning comes?
would you hide me here, 'till the morning comes again?

and get on bord
and take that last train out
'cause I hear your voice in my head
but I miss the sound
you ride the station outside portadown, outside portadown
outside the station, outside portadown