This Train - The Verlaines

Hot sun or rain come

You can’t stop this train that you’re on

You can’t hold no brakes on

You’re out of control

And station by station you’re waiting

For the golden barrier to welcome you home

Good soldiers and sailors keep both of their eyes wide open

They’re usually rude to all curious man

But they told you that Jonah did not see the whale

And he was never the same way again

It must be so lonely where you ride

Wishing only at your side

The only one who knows you well

Each night is more familiar

Each one as cold as winter

You play down the hole within you

For another round they call you

Just one more town implores you

They’re holding letters for you

All say how they adore you

You can’t turn back now as a

Great crowd has come down

You think how it’s all been worth it

The press hounds all hang round

The door of the train

And station by station

It all goes the same

These golden barriers to welcome you home

It must be so lonely

She sends her embraces by mail

Kisses by phone