I caught the train leaving premature desire.
The untimely blaze may peacefully expire.
I'm travelling through a monochrome
Some distant light supplies some white
While I am sitting on the last train home.
This special train is fragmenting time and space
As it drives us forth into yesterday's pace.
All noise in step like a metronome
That slices time along the line
While I am sitting on the last train home.
This very train finally takes me straight to you.
We have more to share than just a night or two.
Some day beyond the monochrome
Despite the pain it's not in vain
That I am sitting on the last train home.