[Intro] [soft rain, distant station ambience, warm synth pads, delicate 8-bit melody] The city wears the evening In violet and gold, Every window keeps a story, Every platform something old. I’ve been standing with my suitcase Like I’ve waited half my life, For those headlights in the distance Cutting silver through the night. [Verse 1] There are names I’m gonna carry, There are names I’ve outgrown, There are versions in the mirror That I learned to call my own. Some were given, some were borrowed, Some were armor for the cold, Some were shapes I had to live in Till I learned I could let go. [Pre-Chorus] Then the rails begin to tremble, And the signal changes green, There’s a life beyond this station I have only ever dreamed. [Chorus] Last train to tomorrow, Headlights burning through the blue, Leave a little room for sorrow, I’m taking all my dreaming too. One last look across the platform, At the life I leave behind, Last train to tomorrow— And I think I’m finally on time. [Post-Chorus] [bright chiptune arpeggio, pulsing synth bass] Oh-oh... Carry me into the light. Oh-oh... Maybe I’m finally on time. [Verse 2] I used to think that moving forward Meant I had to disappear, Like becoming something different Made the old days insincere. But the glass reflects a stranger Who is slowly looking known, And for once I don’t look away now— For once I’m heading home. [Pre-Chorus] Every mile becomes a heartbeat, Every light becomes a star, Maybe home was never somewhere— Maybe home is who you are. [Chorus] Last train to tomorrow, Headlights burning through the blue, Leave a little room for sorrow, I’m taking all my dreaming too. One last look across the platform, At the life I leave behind, Last train to tomorrow— And I think I’m finally on time. [Instrumental Break] [8-bit lead melody grows into soaring analog synths, gated drums, electric guitar] [Bridge] No map folded in my pocket, No promise down the line, No voice telling me what shape to take, No clock that says I’m out of time. There are things I never told them, There are words I couldn’t say, There’s a name inside my heartbeat Getting clearer every day. [Breakdown] [drums drop out, soft electronic pulse, intimate vocal] And maybe when the morning comes I won’t suddenly be new. Maybe I’ll just see more clearly What was always coming through. I don’t need to hate the person Who survived to get me here. She was waiting at the station, Getting braver every year. [Final Chorus] Last train to tomorrow, Now the whole horizon burns, I can carry every sorrow Without begging to return. Let the city fall behind me, Let the sunrise draw the line, Last train to tomorrow— And I know I’m finally on time. Last train to tomorrow, Through the mountains, through the night, Every rail beneath me humming, Every window filling bright. I don’t know where this will take me, But for once, that feels alright. Last train to tomorrow— No more waiting for a sign. Last train to tomorrow— I’m finally on time. [Outro] [full arrangement fades until only the original 8-bit melody remains] The city fades behind me... Morning fills the sky... No, I’m not starting over. I’m arriving on time.
