Cora Lee, Cora Lie
When did I hear your train passing by?
My footsteps were dusty, all crackled and dry
The clouds they had darkened, the crows wouldn’t fly
My last night of slumber I dreamt of your face
While lightning and thunder dismissed you from grace
I looked out in the morning and you caught my eye
A band of black warning was splitting the sky
The girl in the bottle lost me here
What swallowed the sky will carry you on
A dozen years later, you’ve stolen my sleep
The ink and the paper won’t heal what you reap
The house, it lies empty, no longer my home
The wind and the whiskey still staining my bones
Cora Lee, Cora Lie
When did I hear your train passing by?