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Up and down my scales
Such a sweet melody
Reach out, the sky is wide
And the night is long
When you're right by my side
You can never go wrong
something in my heart a fascination to ride the rails across this nation
On a freight train Lord that old freight train rolling through my town
And I still
summer glow
Outshine that solemn starlight;
It seemed to watch above my head
In forum, field and fane,
Its angel voice sang round my bed,
A Nation
voice sang round my bed, 
A Nation once again! 

It whisper'd too, that freedom's ark 
And service high and holy, 
Would be profaned by feelings dark
up with a silver string
Delivered by a fast train rearranging how I think
He said "I can't believe you even know that I exist,
I've got all of your
in the dark, and painfully clear
Is the sound of steel on steel
Hear it cryin' like a freight train's braking wheels
It's my poor heart cryin' like
me

Feeling like a train, pulling at the strain
Always got an uphill track with the world on my back
Pouring on the coal, feel a little old
Gotta
guess is my dedication don't phase ya, a public sensation, in private you hatin'
Why? That's so last year, that's so not sexy, but I shall not let
And the pages draw pictures of the things that they want
I cook my dinner on the black top street
I come from the nation of heat

Outside the train station
hidden by rain clouds,
The song of the old man still locked in my brain,
And all emigration, the curse of a nation
The setting now fitting his sad sweet
know where to roam in this private hell
Give me relief
Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality
My train thoughts got lost somewhere along
of the steeple,
By the relief office I saw my people,
As they stood there hungry, I stood there wondering if,
This land was made for you and me.

Was a big
forwards going slowly wait for you to show me
where this train wants to go
living by the hour I stop for every flower
everything is soft and slow
now all
feel?
Miss Jenifa, my private dancer
Miss Nina, to whom I answer
Kari says we're the only ones who are real

So, when I dream on Sunday mornin'
of the steeple,
By the relief office I saw my people,
As they stood there hungry, I stood there wondering if,
This land was made for you and me.

Was a big
I don't like humus, I hate long lines
Nosy neighbors and the nation blind
Chirpy news anchors alter my mood
I'm offended by buzz words like
Jack, 
Jackie Lace Back, Back.
New, New, New, New,
New Detroit's desolate.

We've got our own undersea nation.
We've got a private sun and moon.
Yes we
mad
P-I-impim nation wide
Niggaz on ly left got my girls to the right
Betta have my mony or it's on tonight
Don't be mad

[Passion]
I'm that
mad
P-I-impim nation wide
Niggaz on ly left got my girls to the right
Betta have my mony or it's on tonight
Don't be mad

[Passion]
I'm that
of the steeple,
By the relief office I saw my people,
As they stood there hungry, I stood there wondering if,
This land was made for you and me.

Was a big
to wonder

This breaks my heart, each time I see the woman I don't know
And all the nations tell me is we're all the same way

In Berlin, in DC
Going south
eat your soul in broad daylight 
Front the all seeing watchful eye 
Barrel like a train in the dead of night 
Where the good things pass me by 

I
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
on the wall in this lonely shrine
Train passes by but this moment can't be denied
Brooding energy ready to explode at any time

Brightens up my day riding