Cardinal Line
Drew back the curtain and sighed
Opened one eye
All that I could see
Just a gray liquid sky
I pulled down the almanac
To find the year the locust comes back
Because maybe by then you may find
Whatever sympathy you lack
Rode down the Cardinal line
Tryin' to find a piece of my old self
In a bottle of wine
I'll ride till you're far behind
All the way from Brooklyn to Ohio
And the only thing that's mine
Born in the year of the horse
Never showed an ounce of remorse
Til everything packed up for good
Maybe you'll go back to the source
For some people life is art
Til everything you love falls apart
You learn not to care at all
And find your way back to the start
Rode down the Cardinal line
Tryin' to find a piece of my old self
In a bottle of wine
I'll ride till you're far behind
All the way from Brooklyn to Ohio
And the only thing that's mine
Every time I hear that old train slowin' down
I think I feel the beat of my old river town
So come on hurry up old train
Gotta get on down the line
Back to the place I love in old Over the Rhine
Rode down the Cardinal line
Tryin' to find a piece of my old self
In a bottle of wine
I'll ride till you're far behind
All the way from Brooklyn to Ohio
And the only thing that's mine
Only thing that's mine
Only thing that's mine
Only thing that's mine
Opened one eye
All that I could see
Just a gray liquid sky
I pulled down the almanac
To find the year the locust comes back
Because maybe by then you may find
Whatever sympathy you lack
Rode down the Cardinal line
Tryin' to find a piece of my old self
In a bottle of wine
I'll ride till you're far behind
All the way from Brooklyn to Ohio
And the only thing that's mine
Born in the year of the horse
Never showed an ounce of remorse
Til everything packed up for good
Maybe you'll go back to the source
For some people life is art
Til everything you love falls apart
You learn not to care at all
And find your way back to the start
Rode down the Cardinal line
Tryin' to find a piece of my old self
In a bottle of wine
I'll ride till you're far behind
All the way from Brooklyn to Ohio
And the only thing that's mine
Every time I hear that old train slowin' down
I think I feel the beat of my old river town
So come on hurry up old train
Gotta get on down the line
Back to the place I love in old Over the Rhine
Rode down the Cardinal line
Tryin' to find a piece of my old self
In a bottle of wine
I'll ride till you're far behind
All the way from Brooklyn to Ohio
And the only thing that's mine
Only thing that's mine
Only thing that's mine
Only thing that's mine
Credits
Writer(s): Elisa M Nicolas
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