Produced by Nick Jay. Mastered by Brian Lucey. Lead vocals by Trey Merrill. Guitar, bass and keyboards by Nick Jay. Drums by Chris Simmons.

Lyrics

Abandoned on the cathedral steps, a child filled up with rage

Dropped off like a junk yard dog in a twisted, rusty cage

Stumblin’ through a blazing sun across the desert sand

Left drownin’ in the Mercy River where it’s too deep to stand


I got tired of sitting in the flickerin’ glow of a late night tv screen

Tired of pinning faded hopes on long, discarded dreams

I’ve walked across the railroad yards and out amongst the trains

I’m just an old hobo, it’s a time to go and leave behind the pain


So trade these rails for splintered decks

the whistle for the wind

In our minds we’ll set the coarse

for where the stars begin


You’re just a dreamer on a Spanish Galleon

Sailing on a cosmic sea

Chasing down the Northern Lights

It’s who you’re meant to be

Cast the ropes and leave the shore

Leave it far behind

Let those south winds fill your sails

and ease your worried mind


Riding down the rails of hell, I almost lost my mind

Found it in the stars above on magic smoke and wine

I’m a ghost upon the rails of life just movin’ down the line

A pirate on the seas of change, just chasing down the time


So trade these rails for splintered decks

the whistle for the wind

In our minds we’ll set the coarse

for where the stars begin


You’re just a dreamer on a Spanish Galleon

Sailing on a cosmic sea

Chasing down the Northern Lights

It’s who you’re meant to be

Cast the ropes and leave the shore

Leave it far behind

Let those south winds fill your sails

And ease your worried mind

Let those south winds fill your sails

and ease your worried mind