Lyrics:

3 a.m. and I wanted to talk, but you were not there by the phone
I know I should be talking to somebody else, but here I am on my own
Well you don’t need to give me petty excuse, and pretty smiles to numb my brain
‘Cause I’m no stranger to the roller coaster, and I’m used to getting the same (riff)

I feel I’ve been hitting the spikes, to finally lay the train on rail
I’ve carved my steel through your landscape now, it’s time to drive in the last nail
But just when I find I think it’s the end, I find that there are more miles to go
(You got me) working my ass under the hot sun, where it stops well nobody knows

I thought I had done my time,
I didn’t know there could be more
What I thought that could or would find,

I don’t know now but my muscles are sore
Well I’ve spent years driving these spikes,
from the night through to the day
And I know it won’t get me nowhere,
no matter what you might say

On the railway
On the railway
On the railway
On the railway

I’m walking the line trying to find some time to figure out what went wrong
The tell me the things that I want to hear, but to me it’s the same old song
My head got the blisters from a blistering sun, and my mind has taken leave
You try to soothe my aching wounds, but words I can’t believe

‘Cause I thought I had done my time, and I didn’t know there could be more
What I thought that I could or would find, I don’t know but now my muscles are sore
Well I’ve spent years driving these spikes, from the night through to the day
And I know it won’t get me nowhere, no matter what you might say

On the railway
On the railway
On the railway
On the railway