Curtain Call

Burnt skies and the trees are dead and grey

Aftermath of a war we never made

My grandfather, railroad man

Now afraid to ride alone, he'll take a stand

Into the fight, against the wind

Up and down and back again

Under the bridge, over the coals

This is the march of a broken soul

Step by step

One by one, you'll be counted on

Lights go up

So don't be late for the curtain call

'Cause I've never been the type to seize the moment, start too late

By breaking down the bricks in the wall

Duck the town, south of Mandalay

Where she still lives to this day

Chasing her and the trail's gone cold

Those demons follow me wherever I go

Into the fight, against the wind

Up and down and back again

Under the bridge, over the coals

This is the march of a broken soul

Step by step

One by one, you'll be counted on

Lights go up

So don't be late for the curtain call

'Cause I've never been the type to seize the moment, start too late

By breaking down the bricks in the wall

Burnt skies and the trees are dead and grey

Aftermath of the war we never made

My grandfather, a railroad man

Now afraid to rock and roll hard and make a stand

Into the fire, against the wind

Up and down and back again

Under the bridge, over the coals

This is the march of a broken soul

Step by step, one by one

You can count it all

The lights go up, so don't be late

For the curtain call

'Cause I've never been the type to seize the moment, start too late

I'm breaking down the bricks in the wall