Album Name : Lost In America
Release Date : 2001-07-23
Song Duration : 6:44
Gathering Field Midnight Ghost
Destitute, desolation
Angels eyes shine upon my curse
From this mountain I make my way
Along the railroad earth
Steam train blazing a lonely hill
Damaged cargo am I
But not so damaged as not to see
The magic in the sky
Oh Midnight, Midnight Ghost
Ol' zipper rollin' down the line
Oh Midnight, Midnight Ghost
Rollin' down the line
Without a memory, without a heartache
Ain't no comfort in happiness
Tidings whispered and merciful
Are the tidings I like best
dawn twilight, skyline glowing
Mountain wind blowing through (Blowing through)
And I tug upon the jug of my redemption
Nothing much else to do
Oh Midnight, Midnight Ghost...
In a sense my innocence
Been waiting here all along
Thought I travelled so far away
But I was never even gone
Pray for me my Sweet Marie
I'm searching still for to see my sign
Rolling on to a new day
Down that midnight line
Oh Midnight, Midnight Ghost...
Destitute, desolation
Angels eyes shine upon my curse
From this mountain I make my way
Along the railroad earth
