In The Evening
Train whistle through the woods variegated society.
Volunteers of America protest this misery.
The fire still burns in every boy and girl.
Late in the evening lonely children of the world.
Ticking the hours of the clock rising powers of dissent.
Revolution in the air the people do not consent.
The fire still burns in every boy and girl.
Late in the evening lonely children of the world.
Equally created in a quest for happiness.
Dissolve the means to an end fast experience.
The fire still burns in every boy and girl.
Late in the evening lonely children of the world.
Pride goes in your ivory towers headed straight for a fall.
Train whistle blows through the woods echoes off your walls.
The fire still burns in every boy and girl.
Late in the evening lonely children of the world.
© 2026 Faron Collins Music/Silver Box Productions/Chrome Film Entertainment
℗ 2026 My Own Records