Frisco Depot
Frisco s a full hour from home if you can afford to fly
But it might as well be the moon when you re as broke as I
Here I sit with my head in my hands and watch the trains go by
Lord, the helping hand mission man warned me the nights here get cold
When you are cold there s nothing as welcome as sunshine
When you re dry there s nothing as welcome as rain
When you re alone there s nothing no slower than passing time
When you re afoot there s nothing as fast as a train
Well Frisco s a mighty rich town, now that ain t no lie
Why they got some buildings that reach a mile into the sky
Yet no one can even afford just the time to tell me why
Here s a world filled with people and so many people alone
Cause when you re alone, you ain t got much reason for living
But while you re alive, well, you just have to live with your pain
Unless you ve been wrong for so long there s no one left forgiving
And you find yourself searching your past for the links to the chain
