(A simple blues song - to be wailed in E)

 

Can you hear the train pull in the station

Sneak-thieving Sound breaking in the day?

Sight feeds a brain that craves information

The whistle's blowing and we're swept away

 

This empty train ain't bound for glory

Not on this or any other day

Joy, fear or pain, it's just a story

Slam closed that door, walk the other way

Stay on the platform, let it roll away

 

Like some young boy, some lonely seeker

Walking through a barren land

The more you seek your will gets weaker

You already have it all, right in your hand

 

But that lonely train whistle will keep on calling

Just ike a rain cloud blackens up a sunny day

You can let those rains just keep on falling

Watch the water running, let it drain away

 

There ain't no train, there ain't no station

No whistle blowing, no line no track

Ain't no real pain, mere hallucination

Fear and desire try to drag you right on back

Desire and fear keep on pulling you back

 

'Cos this empty train ain't bound for glory

Not on this nor any other day

Joy fear or pain, it's just a story

Don't listen to it, let it roll away

Slam closed that door, walk the other way

Turn on the platform, and walk away