Late train to heaven

<br>I was talking to John<br> he was dressed all in black<br>He was learning, he said<br> to never look back<br>Bells in his ears<br> he turned and disappeared<br>But I`ve known him for years<br> where`d he go?<br>A head full of snow<br> on the late train to heaven<br><br>Augustus my friend<br> dressed in velvet and scarf<br>He`s purging himself<br> he`s refusing to laugh<br>Pale as the moon<br> his words fill the room<br>He`ll be travelling soon<br> where`s he bound?<br>Higher ground<br> on the late train to heaven<br><br>I whispered to you now<br> but I didn`t mean a word<br>It was just a small madness<br> pretend you never heard<br>Pretend you`re here with Larry<br> pretend you`re here with Lee<br>Pretend you`re with anyone but me<br> I didn`t come with you, I`m gone<br>And my seat`s waiting on<br> the late train<br>Forever on the late<br> the late train<br>I`m ready for the late<br> the late train to heaven<br><br>On the late train to heaven