About a Train - Spin Doctors

When 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

The world is a stone hanging in the night

The train’s a woman and she leaves behind a light

Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain

Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train

Oh, about a train

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

The world is a stone hanging in the night

The train’s a woman and she leaves behind a light

Love is gone, I mean washed out by the rain

Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train

My heart is a stone, and my head is a canyon

Far off lonely home is my only companion

Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain

Leaving town, mumbling something about a train