Last Train Out of Nowhere

I was seventeen with a busted heart and a duffel full of dreams

She left me standing in the rain with nothing but a photograph and a rusted ring

Said the world don’t wait for broken boys who cry in pickup trucks

So I hitched a ride on that midnight train with whiskey in my blood and luck

Last train out of nowhere, screaming through the pines

Carrying ghosts and gasoline and half-forgotten lines

I don’t know where I’m going but I know I can’t stay

‘Cause every mile behind me feels like yesterday

The driver never spoke a word, just handed me a map with no return

Said some roads only lead you back to where your soul got burned

Now I’m chasing sunsets through the dust of Oklahoma plains

Trying to outrun the silence that still whispers her name

Chorus:

Last train out of nowhere, screaming through the pines

Carrying ghosts and gasoline and half-forgotten lines

I don’t know where I’m going but I know I can’t stay

Cause every mile behind me feels like yesterday

Three days on that iron horse, no food, just coffee black

Saw my reflection in a diner window—didn’t recognize the man looking back

Wrote her name in the dust on the glass, then wiped it clean with my sleeve

Said “Some ghosts ain’t meant to follow… some just need to leave”

Three days on that iron horse, no food, just coffee black

Saw my reflection in a diner window—didn’t recognize the man looking back

Wrote her name in the dust on the glass, then wiped it clean with my sleeve

Said “Some ghosts ain’t meant to follow… some just need to leave”

Bridge (expanded)

Maybe grace is just a station I haven’t reached yet

Maybe love’s a ticket I threw out with my regrets

But if that train ever stops… I just might get off

And plant my feet where the wildflowers grow soft

Where the wind don’t judge the miles I ran

And the rain washes clean what the past has damned

‘Cause a heart ain’t broken if it still can beat

Even slow… even lost… even incomplete

Last train out of nowhere… but I’m stepping down

Left the ghosts and gasoline in some forgotten town

I don’t need to know where I’m going now

‘Cause the road ahead feels like home somehow

And if home is just a heartbeat that refuses to be alone…

Then I’m already home

Yeah… I’m already home