The Blue Rose

Full of regrets grave diggers will find
 There's no map to follow and the roads all changed
 There's smoke in your brain and no one to show you the way
 Surrender to the weight of what you gambled and lost
 But at least you don't have to lie to yourself anymore
 On the way back from hell tonight
 The smoke's rising up through the lights
 And there's a reason that you don't have to talk
 I know what you're thinking
 Somewhere a blue rose is in a coke bottle
 Blooming on a kitchen window sill
 Surrender to the weight of what you gambled and lost
 But at least you don't have to lie to yourself anymore, anymore
 Ghost trains run on the tracks
 Down a gravel hill behind a trailer house
 You can hear 'em if you listen close enough
 It's the sound of a world that forgot
 Where it came from and every lesson learned
 I can feel the ending creeping up
 Surrender to the weight of what you gambled and lost
 But at least you don't have to lie to yourself anymore, anymore, anymore