COME WITH ME

come with me to the north of the line
to the rivers of ice
to the snow and the pines
stand with me in the still of that night
the only silence that I’ve ever truly heard.

come with me to where the trains still run
through the fields of rust
past the mounds of stone
piles of tires reaching up to the sun
the glory in everything at once.

come with me to where the trains still run
come with me for everything that I have ever loved.

come with me to where the old world sleeps it off
in german castle towns and all the streets in france
so empty and so bored
down the coast through the ruins of the war
and we’ll walk along the quiet beach they stormed.

come with me to where the old world sleeps
come with me for everything that I have ever seen
and bring your beat-poet love of keeping on.

come with me to where the day is almost done
to where the summer’s almost gone
we’re driving straight into the sun
ride along, just the awesome and us
if you’re silent then I’ll know it’s really love.