Last Train Home StupidBeggar

One more glass
One more song
Outside
The night moves on

Smoke hangs low beneath the light
Empty tables late tonight
Bartender turns the chairs around
Still I hear that distant sound

Streetlights shimmer in the rain
Same old city
New refrain

I hear it calling
Somewhere below

Last train home
Still don't leave

This old rhythm
Won't let me breathe

Every heartbeat
Finds the groove

One more night
One more move

Morning waiting down the line
Coffee cups and closing time
Every face begins to fade
Still the music softly stays

Last train home
Still don't leave

This old rhythm
Lives in me

No goodbye
No regret

Only echoes
Only breath

When the lights come on
The music never really ends

Last train home
Not tonight

Keep the music
Burning bright

One more chorus
One more line

See you
Same place
Next Friday night