Mat d.

Mat d.

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Bound for Glory

Written By: Mat d

Bound for Glory
Mathew R. deRiso ©2007 Mary Moe Music

I sleep in an old basement cabin, I pray for the kingdom to come,
stale piss fills the air from the clothes that I wear piled like rags in the afternoon sun.
Broken dreams on the transistor radio, static frequencies dance in the night,
my profession of faith came a minute too late for the wrongs that'll never be right

So, follow me to the old railroad station...lay me down at the end of my days
Baby, this train is still bound for glory, despite all of our rambling ways...

I belong in a time long forgotten, with my lackluster faith in decline, hollow pipes bring the
sounds of the dead underground, Lord, they're asking if you're still alive.
Broken dreams play like songs on a jukebox, in some worn out old country saloon...
Lord, that twangs wearing thin on this old wrinkled skin and it's only a quarter til noon

So, follow me to the old railroad station...lay me down at the end of my days
Baby, this train is still bound for glory, despite all of our rambling ways...

So I live like a ghost in a daydream, unfettered by passion and death
and I'll let that smoke in, with a half naked grin and the smell of her love on my breath.
Broken dreams on the transistor radio, static frequencies crackle and swell,
my profession of faith came a minute too late for this forsaken soul to get well
So, follow me to the old railroad station...lay me down at the end of my days
Baby, this train is still bound for glory, despite all of our rambling ways...
Baby, this train is still bound for glory, despite all of our rambling ways...