Chris & Carla

Nights between stations

Chris & Carla


Caught when our center was broken 
Caught when our troubles were true 
On a three state run, from the merciless sun 
We ripped up the letters from home 

Caught on the barbed wire fences 
Caught in the bones and the thorns 
Caught in these arms, we will never go wrong 
When the nights between stations grow long 

Checked ourself in to the station hotel 
Sittin' up in a bed made for lyin' 
The train leaves at dawn, 
But we drink on and on 
Catchin' up with the dead and the dyin' 

Caught on the barbed wire fences 
Caught in the bones and the thorns 
Caught in these arms, we will never go wrong 
When the nights between stations grow long 

Hey there conductor, spare us your suspicions 
We're not as lit as we seem 
Don't offer us somethin', when we're 
Looking for nothin' 
Nothin' is the one thing we believed 

I'm leavin' our suitcase on the platform #5 
I'll be damned if I carry it again 
It's filled with a curse, disappointment and worse 
And there's enough of that, caught in my head 

Caught on the barbed wire fences 
Caught in the bones and the thorns 
Caught in these arms, we will never go wrong 
When the nights between stations grow long