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