On certain nights
The ringing in my ears
Louder than the rustle of leaves

Along the path
But who am I to scare
And who are you to follow out here?

Deep in the mile I will walk for you
Deep in the lines of our summer
I see the clouds and they seem so young
What wicked mind did set their trails
Were they the ones that got away?

The longest train
That I ever saw
But what is in a ticket to move?

Could beauty lie
In my place of fear
Run and the horizon will too

Deep in the mile I will walk for you
Deep in the lines of our summer
I see the clouds and they seem so young
What wicked mind did set their trail
Were they the ones that got away?

You might as well be on my shoulders, I suppose
I can pretend I do not see you, and so it goes
We can talk about just where the clouds are from