Never from Troubled Times by The Soakes Lonesome, Dennis Patrick McDoanld

Gazing out to space, I spy a lonely face
It is calling, it is calling
Listen to the fears that cried a million tears
They are falling, they are falling

Oh, this aching pain, it drives the sane insane
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Will I never catch the train, as it tears along the track?
Will I ever be the same, if I’m not coming back?

Though the old ones know, they feel it in their bones
They are thinning, oh, so thinning
So, it’s over now, I grasp at floating clouds
Am I dreaming? Always dreaming?

Will I never catch the wind, as it blows at my back?
Will I ever know the truth, as I see a spiraled path?
Will I ever catch the train as it tears along the track?
Will I ever be the same if I’m not coming back?

• Alternative
• Alternative Rock
• Americana
• Dennis Patrick McDonald
• Near death
• Never
• Rock
• Soakes Lonesome
• alternative rock
• classic rock
• folk rock
• independent music
• original song
• space
• Richmond Hill