Phone rings in the middle of the night   He wants to hear a song by Ashbury Heights   Just one more time before he dies   The DJ knows he's helpless and thus he cries      Here's a swansong coming   A swansong coming for you      And the music plays   Flowing through the dark      A dying man mustn't be denied   His voice is one that you should hark      He can hear the whistle blow   He knows all he needs to know   The train plays another song   He smiles and sings along      Here's a swansong coming   A swansong coming for you      And the music plays   Flowing through the dark      A dying man mustn't be denied   His voice is one that you should hark