I Never Dream About Trains

I never dream about trains I never dream about the open range Riding and roping Wind flowing through my pony’s mane I never dream about holding you On the sand in Pescadero While the herons dive into the waves You know I never lie in my songs And I never dream about trains I never dream about trains I never dream about the open range Riding and roping And all them old cowboy cliches I never dream about holding you tight On the sand in Pescadero Knowing I’d never hold you again You know I never lie in my songs And I never dream about trains I never dream about trains I never dream about the open range Just drifting like pollen Blowing around any which way I never dream about you curled up In that old Army jacket On the sand in Pescadero I never lie in my songs And I never dream about trains I never dream about trains Dreams are nothing but a waste Having cooled all desire I don’t require a thing from the Fates I never dream about you or any sand In any town in San Mateo County You know I never lie in my songs And I never dream about trains I never dream about trains I never dream about riding the rails Busting out of jail Escaping across unknown terrain I never dream about looking into your eyes On the sand in Pescadero And the vow we made I never lie in my songs And I never dream about trains I never dream about Mexico Going south with no particular place to go When I’ve killed enough time Head north on the line to where the big trees grow I never dream about walking with you On the sand in Pescadero While the pregnant moon wanes You know I never lie in my songs And I never dream about trains