When The Whistle Blows

Throw down the lashes, tear open the blinds
See the magic in the moonlight unfurled
Every question has an answer hidden somewhere in your mind
Don’t shut your windows to the world

Climb down the drainpipe, meet me by the tracks
There’s a circus setting up in the field
Be careful of the shadow trailing closely at your back
If you’re broke then you must learn how to steal

The highway is a carnival of whiskey and smoke
Leave your troubles to the wind and the rain
If you learn how to run you will never grow old
When the whistle blows it’s time to catch the train

When you’re thinking it’s time you took a closer look at crime
Don’t forget that there are ways around the law
That wants you to stay here, a prisoner of the dime
Just walk away and leave your shackles where they fall

These hills are old but they’re still full of gold
The summertime will never leave you blue
There’s treasure in the alleys and the cobblestone road
You can find it if your heart is true

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When you’re in the last bar of a 12-bar blues
And you can’t find the turnaround
We’re writing the story with the soles of our shoes
The change is in the merry-go-round

So throw down the lashes, tear open the blinds
See the magic in the moonlight unfurled
Every question has an answer hidden somewhere in your mind
Don’t shut your windows to the world

-Chorus-