Trains (for Jim, R.I.P. my friend)
Lyrics: Jim/Scrumpy the flea
music: kappi
10_2012

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Standing on the platform
Nameless faces time forgot
Nobody looks into the eyes
In case their soul gets caught
　
I’m hearing songs I used to love
From somewhere deep inside
The train slows down doors open
It’s time to take that ride
　
Off to the sunsets
Off to the days
Off to the little games
My baby always plays
Off to the routine
That only I approve
Off to do whatever
In the hell it is I do
　
The train it rocks and rolls
The light it comes and goes
The people getting on an off
Stepping on my toes
　
Some faces look familiar
Just some cattle in the line
Three minutes and I’ll be done
I leave this all behind
　
Footsteps walk away
Up all those streets I know
The sunlight fading fast
The horizon starts to glow
　
Then I turn the key
That opens my front door
Tomorrow’s coming fast enough
To do this all once more
　
The dinner’s something simple
They won’t cook on TV
I sit and watch the shows
And it’s all right for me
　
The bed is calling loudly
Another day gone in my time
Tomorrow the train will be there
Cattle heading to the line