Passengers - Mostly Autumn

In the thick of it all, I stand

A torch to the sun

On another world

Where life hasn’t even begun

It’s clear

That love runs a line through there

Then a train goes out that way

Dropping off passengers

Dropping off passengers

Dropping off passengers

Over and over

And you look at it all

Caught up in the rhythm of days

Young and slow

Older now

The faster they fall on you

Fall on you, fall on you

But the sensitive mind

If open can catch just a glimpse of the light

Then a train goes out that way

Dropping off passengers

Dropping off passengers

Dropping off passengers

Over and over

They’re running everything, to keep us all alive

We’re riding highways, way beyond the skies

One day I’m stepping on board the train

To ride away

Dropping off Passengers

Dropping off Passengers

Dropping off Passengers

Over and over

Picking up Passengers

Picking up Passengers

Picking up Passengers

Over and over