Stations - Denison Witmer

I’ll be waiting on your train

When you come back

Through the western state

Where I left you on the platform

Life gets so hard

But I know that you’ll be fine

Stations make me think of my own travels

All the people

The places I’ve been through

And when you find out they’re the same thing

As the people the places where you grew

Can you promise me you still love

What you loved when you left?

Will you promise me you still have

What you had when you left?

All I want is to be honest

Like the season

As talk about that slows…

But there’s compassion that holds no words

It holds no words

I feel it as you go

Can you promise me you still love

What you loved when you left?

Will you promise me you still have

What you had when you left?