On The Black Sea

"On the Black Sea (1924)" Goodbye my friend and mentor We'll never see a man quite like you again In an age of revolution, restitution we sought You were the spark, we were the fuel and we burned bright as the sun Those were the days we could have fought Anyone anywhere on anything And after all these years how could we try Should we try to follow someone else? I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here Stormy clouds and thunder in my heart We're on this train to nowhere And I don't know if we'll make it back again Because the fire's burning low And the wind is blowing mighty cold We're on this train to nowhere And I don't know if we'll make it back again Because the fire's burning low And the wind is blowing mighty cold Push, push, push, until we get just what we want, we always Push, push, push, 'til we can get them what they need We can take the lives of others so that all may truly live But the will to truly live, is something I can't give to them I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here Stormy clouds and thunder in my heart We're on this train to nowhere And I don't know if we'll make it back again Because the fire's burning low And the wind is blowing mighty cold We're on this train to nowhere And I don't know if we'll make it back again Because the fire's burning low And the wind is blowing mighty cold Staring at the pieces of my dim reflection As I look into this Black Sea of atrophy I just got the message of your passing From the man who digs our They are digging graves for all our dreams And it seems that they are digging by the clock I can feel the old corruption peering from the crack And I don't know if we can fight it back again I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here Stormy clouds and thunder in my heart We're on this train to nowhere And I don't know if we'll make it back again Because the fire's burning low And the wind is blowing mighty cold We're on this train to nowhere And I don't know if we'll make it back again Because the fire's burning low And the wind is blowing mighty cold