Train Overnight - The Tragically Hip

I loaded the variables

Like masterpieces from under the germ led advance

I saw your compass on a sea of frayed cable and

Aspects of vision afloat in a glance

And outside the train overnight

Floodlights on inexorable sights

You loaded the variables

Like acquisitions from under the noses entranced

You heard some trumpets you thought were turntables and

Inklings to listen dispersed in a glance

Outside the train overnight

Contrite the whistle wails goodnight

Apologising like an old dictator might

Of course we’re now travelling by plane

If it’s not a Canada of a pain

We’ll entertain the idea of train

Outside the train overnight

Floodlines wheel burnished in moonlight

A great candescent white skeleton of flight