Waiting at the station, waiting on my own
In anticipation, for a train to come
Waiting at the station, all alone
Waiting for a train to take me home
Taking me home to see my family
Taking me home to see my kin
Taking me home to ask for forgiveness
Wiping my slate till it’s clean again
Riding on a train, southbound line
Memories flashing past, like they’re out of time
Things that I’m not proud of, to be laid to rest
Deep in my subconscious, in lead lined chest
Going home to see my lover
Too many years we’ve grown apart
Going home to see my mother
Going home to make a brand new start
Pull into a station, my time is drawing near
With intrepidation, I shed a lonely tear
Rejection is the one thing, I don’t think I could take
Maybe this whole journey was just a great mistake.
What if they don’t believe in redemption?
What if they don’t forgive the things I’ve done?
Seven years of incarceration
What if prison is my only home?
Waiting at the station, end of platform three
Is a delegation, waiting there for me
There’s my joyful mother and there’s my wife
Welcoming me to start a brand new life
Waiting at the station