After the Last Train Has Gone
Repost from 2009
Outside a restaurant in Columbia, SC. I remember when this was the Amtrak Train Station. I met my late sister here many times arriving from Florida, typically in the middle of the night, She refused to fly.
"But there's still tomorrow
Forget the sorrow
And I can be on the last train home
Watch it pass the day
As it fades away." from Last Train Home, by the Lost Prophets.