I Am Always Waiting

I am waiting for a train
I am always waiting
A war is raging in the streets
They are restless and they can’t sleep
But is it something in my head?
Is it a light that’s always red?
I can’t figure out the difference between
Your love and your company
Now it’s on the tip of my tongue
The lights go out and the day is done
I am waiting for a train
I am always waiting
A thousand people underneath
I can count them with nervous energy
In time you’ll make a man of me
Like a baby — all fat and toothless, and free
I can’t figure out the difference between
Your love and your company
Now it’s on the tip of my tongue
The lights go out and the day is done