I'm lookin' at a funeral wagon rolling down A two-lane highway winding past a desert town A big blue canvas painted by the Master's hand The shifting clouds above and endless miles of sand In that mirror, maybe that's what's left of me Wheezing like a freight train hauling sixty tons of steel Air 'em out's the best release and get some rest Carrie, don't wait up for me, the brakeman's going West In this room, all alone I dream of you In this drawer, I found someone I never knew Now I pop a top, stay up late with Gideon Fall asleep to visions of Meridian I've seen dusty beaten delta boys cuttin' heads A black face Carney showman scare a song to death In my short life I've seen as much as most men need Now I'm just lookin' for some cleaner air to breathe In this room, all alone I dream of you In this drawer, I found someone I never knew Now I pop a top and stay up late with Gideon And fall asleep to visions of Meridian Far away, far away So many years, so many days All along this broken land I've seen a lover's empty arms And hunger's empty hand In this room, all alone I dream of you In this drawer, I found someone I never knew Now I pop a top and stay up late with Gideon And fall asleep to visions of Meridian