Running Red Lights - Boxcar Telegrams lyrics

Warm in this narrow car I lie Spinnin' wheels move me further into night Cold train is rollin' me along Back to the old Queen, 3 times her weight in stone And I don't want to go Back to my city bed to lie Through window square watching bodies speeding by To the poet stirring rackets in my mind Where days empty into winter whiskey nights And I don't want to go, no I don't wanna go So leave me in Yukon mountains to rest my hurried bones Silver Springs wash the fuel of youth that drives me home Cause I don't wanna go No I don't wanna go Home Back far from BC timber lines To inner voices and disapproving eyes From a sea of summer backroad country miles To a grave of unborn concrete piles And I don't wanna go, no I don't wanna go So leave me in Yukon mountains to rest my hurried bones Silver Springs wash the fuel of youth that drives me home Cause I don't wanna go No I don't wanna go The night comes black and forest falls to ash and stone Over iron hills the train begins to slow and I am back once more, Back where I belong But I don't wanna go Home