Текстове на песни: Mr. Irish Bastard. A Fistful Of Dirt. Ghosttrain.

When the lightning strikes my dear
I have to be on my way
I know what I have to do but
I won't know what to say

I pack my bags in the dead of night
And I kiss you farewell
I say goodbye to the smoky wind
And so long to the greater sky

Refrain:

When you hear the ghosttrain whistle
In the middle of the night
I'll be out of mind
And you'll be out of sight

And now I am a refugee
In the darkness of myself
I disappeared without a trace
In the triangle of my fears

I always wondered who I am
But I've never really know
I'm a hundred miles away from you
But a thousand miles from me

Refrain

Stop the world for a day or two
Until I know who I am
I walk along the winding tracks
Until I'm in your arms

And when the smoke around me
Slowly starts to lift
I see you on the platform
I whistle as we cheer

Refrain