Blues Lounge Music, Whiskey Blues, блюз-рок, Музыка для завтрака Distant Whistle

Lying in the dark, staring at the wood
Feeling like the world is finally understood
No more heavy lifting, no more bills to pay
At least until the morning comes and takes the peace away
I can smell the rain coming from the west
Nature taking time to give itself a rest
I close my weary eyes and let the silence sink
Too comfortable to worry, too relaxed to think
Then I hear that distant whistle blowing down the line
A lonely kind of music, a comforting design
It reminds me that the world is moving on without my help
I can lay right here, and just be by myself
Yeah, I can lay right here, and just be by myself
The rumble on the tracks is miles and miles away
Taking all the troubles of my yesterday
Whoever's on that train, I wish 'em all the best
But tonight this little room is my favorite nest
'Cause I hear that distant whistle blowing down the line
A lonely kind of music, a comforting design
It reminds me that the world is moving on without my help
I can lay right here, and just be by myself
Let the wheels keep rolling, let the engines burn
I ain't got nowhere to go, no corner left to turn
Just listening to that whistle blowing down the line
A lonely kind of music, a comforting design
It reminds me that the world is moving on without my help
I can lay right here, and just be by myself