Landlocked

leaving trains, I watch them roll away

the southern night cold as hell

it's a ghost town at three am

a fifth away, it calms these landlocked shakes

awake until the sun comes up again

it's always the same, I got this nervous way

it keeps my thoughts somewhere else

keeps me lost inside my head

an awful place, some things you can't escape

I'll walk these empty streets alone tonight

looking for something to remind myself

here with the stray dogs and the third shift help

I know that I'm slurring these small words

I'm the only one who heard

maybe tomorrow, might be tomorrow

everything won't seem so terrible and desperate

wait 'til tomorrow, wake up tomorrow

you won't be miserable and looking for an exit

wake up tomorrow

there won't be shadows hanging overhead all day

and every stranger won't be a plotting enemy

your luck's got to change, it can't stay the same

each passing day I wonder

how much bullshit we can take

before we all end up screaming

just gotta make it through tonight

maybe tomorrow, might be tomorrow

everything won't seem so terrible and desperate

wait 'til tomorrow, wake up tomorrow

you won't be miserable and looking for an exit