Текст песни Mechanical Poet - The Train Of Losers

There were the days long time ago
When all those treasure was our own
There were the nights when all we saw -
The finest dreams we'd ever known.

Chorus
And now you're here and waiting for the end to come
The hope is lost and nothing goes on
Now all you have is just your empty hands and pockets full of dust
You've missed your train, you've missed your past.

There was a life long time ago
When all those places were our own
We met new mornings full of light
And nothing else couldn bring us down
There were the moments when the Devil couldn't catch us...