Words/Music by Arielle Silver
Produced by Shane Alexander
Arielle Silver - lead vocal, acoustic guitar
Shane Alexander - electric guitar
Denny Weston Jr. - drums and percussion
Carl Byron - piano, organ
Darby Orr - bass
Jesse Siebenberg - lapsteel, keys
Recorded by Michael Gehring at Secret World Studios
Mixed by Brian Yaskulka
Mastered by Hans DeKline
Photo by Anabel DFlux
Design by Arielle Silver and Danit Sigler
Website: ariellesilvermusic.com
Lyrics
Freight train’s in the distance, hear that whistle blow
See it slipping like a serpent beneath the sunset glow
Further out the clouds are building up a storm
Throwing bolts of lightning, they say it’s gonna pour
And someone’s calling someone, I can hear the neighbor’s ring
But no one’s calling me
I turn up all the lamps like a lighthouse on the bay
And tip an empty bottle to another lonely day
Off the porch in the clover beyond the throw of light
Fireflies are blinking the coming of the night
Like a thousand tiny torches on a broken down marquee
No one’s calling me
That train knows where it’s going
If you make it back around
I’ll be sitting in the porch light
On the lonely side of town
Closer now, the clouds, it’s really gonna
It’s rumbling with thunder like the coming of the Lord
And someone’s calling someone, can almost hear the choir sing
But no one’s calling me, no one’s calling me