Вечерний Джаз, Jazz Noir Project, Smooth Jazz, Jazz Lounge Трагедия одного взгляда (Tragedy of a Single Glance)

Packed a suitcase with a change of clothes
A bundle of cash that nobody knows
I left the engine running by the alley gate
I can't afford to hesitate, I can't be late
I hear the tires screeching down the block
I hear the ticking of the station clock
They found the ledger, they know my name
I’m the only one left to take the blame
I need a one way ticket on the midnight train
Punch it out to nowhere, through the driving rain
I’m a dead man walking if I stay in town
I gotta disappear before the sun comes down
One way ticket, out of this hell!
I burned the papers in the kitchen sink
I poured a final, terrifying drink
The syndicate is ruthless, they never forgive
And I have got a desperate desire to live
The hounds are loose, the scent is fresh
They want a pound of my pounding flesh
The platform is empty, the whistle blows
Where I am going, nobody knows
I need a one way ticket on the midnight train
Punch it out to nowhere, through the driving rain
I’m a dead man walking if I stay in town
I gotta disappear before the sun comes down
One way ticket, out of this hell!
Don't look back.
Keep moving.