GoodNight, LittleTown
I'm off to sleep now
and I won't be up again
goodnight to every lover
goodnight to every friend.
LittleTown used to fill me so
but it's grown quite empty to me
today the same as yesterday
traveling through, awaiting free.
Same roads and buildings
same names and faces
same blue windows and white grass
and golden numb embraces.
Stop the train, I'm getting off
feet running before hitting the ground
it's been a neat ride and all
but I'm leaving LittleTown
as soon as I can go to sleep
no further desire to roam
nothing ever changes in LittleTown
and I'm ready to go home.
Farewell to sickness and needless strife
Goodnight, LittleTown of life.