New Mexico melts in the sun And the screen doors slam Like the sound of a gun You left with out saying good bye And the rails rocked so hard From Springfield to Maine All the letters are gone All of the memories That I relied on The trains go downtown Burnt by the sun Blue as a gun called love The cars and the cats curl like smoke And I wonder what happened The last time we spoke There's hundreds of planes flying north And the snow fields are silver With angels below Baby I'll take the fall Down from the wires the windows and walls The trains go downtown burnt by the sun Blue as a gun called love Just twenty two years and the road leads back To the place I left home from Seems like a life time ago All the cafe's are chained it's over so easy And the clouds look like rain