TRACKS AND ROADS when his friends took off for college he said he'd be right on their tail but their voices faded in the factory's din routine sucked the wind from his sails day-to-day is what you do when the future fails to call he wonders why things just aren't the same when nothing's really changed at all rigs thunder down the highway that amtrak whistle blows but tracks and roads mean nothing when you've got no place to go kids that he once knew just to say 'hi' like brothers they shake hands and smile from a small group of girls who once weren't good enough he'll choose an equal to share the aisle come on back when you can a mail box there will still claim his name cause when you're paying for the ticket with any kind of change it gets too easy to miss the train rigs thunder down the highway that amtrak whistle blows but tracks and roads mean nothing when you've got no place to go the radio talks to him it doesn't have a lot to say but it keeps regrets in check and helps pass the time away rigs thunder down the highway that amtrak whistle blows but tracks and roads mean nothing when you've got no place to go |