Missing The Last Train

There's a willing crowd

In a distant land

Clinging to the words of their leader

There's a censored press

Printing propaganda

Disguised as the truth for the reader

For food or religion

For land or for pride

For traditions or just for the glory

The page is turned

For another chapter

Of the same old story

Again we see how they are marching on

To the beat of the same old drum

Don't they know this mad story has

No happy ending

So far, so good

Here we are

The clean slate is showing a red stain

So far, so good

Here we are

And hope that we're not missing the last train

But as life makes no deal

We can't turn back the wheel

And the last train leaves right on time

All of them have their own reasons

All of them have their own fears

All of them pray to some God

To make it turn out right

All of them leave their own families

And think it's worth the price

Because everyone thinks it's him

Who's fighting the good fight

So here they are in the same old church

There's a priest who's blessing arms one more time

They say their prayers to a wooden cross

But who will listen

So far, so good

Here we are

The clean slate is showing a red stain

So far, so good

Here we are

And hope that we're not missing the last train

But as life makes no deal

We can't turn back the wheel

And the last train leaves right on time

Again we see how they are marching on

To the beat of the same old drum

Don't they know this mad story has

No happy ending

So far, so good

Here we are

The clean slate is showing a red stain

So far, so good

Here we are

And hope that we're not missing the last train

But as life makes no deal

We can't turn back the wheel

And the last train leaves right on time