(©) 2025 whitemonkey (Verse 1) On that creaky porch swing, he rocked through the years, With a whiskey-soaked heart and a river of tears. The trains rolled on by, but his soul stayed behind, Chasing ghosts in the twilight, lost love intertwined. (Chorus) Oh, the shadows on the tracks, where the memories lie, Whispers of a lover who said her last goodbye. In the dark of the night, where the lost souls roam, He’s still waiting for a heart that never came home. (Verse 2) The old man’s eyes glimmered like the stars up above, Holding secrets of a heart that was once full of love. A photograph faded, a face I don’t know, But the pain in his silence, it cuts to the bone. (Chorus) Oh, the shadows on the tracks, where the memories lie, Whispers of a lover who said her last goodbye. In the dark of the night, where the lost souls roam, He’s still waiting for a heart that never came home. (Bridge) The wind howls a tune, like a mournful refrain, Echoes of laughter now drowned in the pain. He dreams of her smile, in the dead of the night, But the trains keep on rolling, out of mind, out of sight. (Chorus) Oh, the shadows on the tracks, where the memories lie, Whispers of a lover who said her last goodbye. In the dark of the night, where the lost souls roam, He’s still waiting for a heart that never came home. (Outro) So I’ll sit on this porch swing, and I’ll carry his tale, Of love lost in the darkness, where the shadows prevail. With a deep bass thrum, and the night closing in, I’ll remember the old man, and the love that could’ve been.
