John was born listening to inescapable cries
John was born drinking and preparing his goodbyes
John was born too late to modernize
Nations fell, none too wise

Slow conversations on a speeding train
Drinks in hand, cold glory to gain
We're old souls in the newest of worlds

Across the plains, John scattered his youth
From the mountaintops, John questioned the truth
Where is the beauty that we're destined to find
Is home a place in our hearts or our minds

Slow conversations on a speeding train
Drinks in hand, cold glory to gain
We're old souls in the newest of worlds

Our hearts were just too heavy so we left them behind
Our hearts were just too heavy so we left them behind

John died under open skies
Bright stars fell into his fading eyes
Legacy stays lucid in romantic minds
Love and Fame loosen their iron binds

Slow conversations on a speeding train
Drinks in hand, cold glory to gain
We're old souls in the newest of worlds