About A Train
2012 If The River Was Whiskey version (original)

I hear that train a-coming from the junction
Troublin’ my mind is it’s favorite function.
It makes that crying on that old air horn
Middle of the night, I can hear it mourn

I heard that the haven was going down
According to some folks who are still around
Walking through the fractals and pterodactyls, the memories in the cracks
They are so tactile, actually I wonder if they’re factual

My head is full of sky and my boots are full of ocean
And stolen designs for perpetual motion
Love scarred, shattered, tattered, and unfolding
Silent man, he won’t tell me what it is
What it is he’s holding

I heard that the haven was going down
According to some folks who are still around
Walking through the fractals and pterodactyls, the memories in the cracks
They are so tactile, actually I wonder if they’re factual

My heart is a stone and my head is a canyon
Far off lonely home that’s my only companion
Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain
Leaving town, mumbling something about a train

Lyrics used by permission.