Ticket Taker Blues

Ticket Taker Blues

Everybody’s going somewhere
To me it’s all goodbyes and passing throughs
Then I send ‘em down the line
Sometimes I wish those bags were mine
I got a hard case of the ticket taker blues

I know every route, and every schedule inside out
I can point you where you wanna go
But at my feet these ticket stubs are scattered all about
Like the tails torn off of dreams I’ll never know

Everybody’s going somewhere…

One time I thought this woman saw the distance in my eyes
She asked me if I’d like to come away
For a second there, I almost bagged it all and hit the skies
But then she laughed, and it just seemed best to stay

Everybody’s going somewhere…

For as long as I remember, this is all I’ve ever done
It’s my job, and I’m good at what I do
But someone told me once that you could fly into the sun
And I’d sure like to find out if that’s true

Everybody’s going somewhere…