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Charlie stole the handle
And the train, it won't stop going
No‚ it won’t slow down
Yeah

He sees his children jumping off
At stations‚ one by one

She ain't real friendly for no good reason
Claims her life's been filled with treason
Says she's cursed by a toothless gypsy
Wonderin' why her life's

So we went down to the Union Station and made our getaway.
Got on the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans
Across the state of Texas to the land

It's your turn (Dont give me attention)

to change this situation

While time goes by (is paved with good intentions)

A train pulls out of the station

station by my house 
Someone died today at the station behind my house
Try not to think about it 

Somethings wrong with the boy 
What it is, I don't know

of earshot by teatime
There's a lady at the train station
Her suitcase a device of transfiguration

ride for free
But I don't mind the more I find
They'll never get the best of me

I'm goin' down to Oak St. Station
We're gonna catch a train to ride
I'm

I've been standing at the station
Waiting for the train
To be taken to promised land being far away

I will be there making fortune
Finding all

Locamoses is robbing his train

And you keep your hands real high
You might make it out alive
You will arrive at your station
But not without my taxation

of the sad old man sitting adjacent
Waiting, just waiting at the train station
Or whatever the form of transportation
Didn't have the grind, no, didn't have

George
Who had their prayers ignored and hit the singing doors
I had nothing to be late for, blending in by looking bored
On the train, I read the ads

friends
You are a diary
And I'm a page in your book
You are a station
And I'm a train passing through
You are a little rocky
But you are soft in my hands

I

I was waiting for my train near the station

And drank the beer at the bar to pass the time

You entered through the door and blew up my imagination

uncertain
And none of my usual grab-bag of tropes is working

I'm done
Train left the station
Here's my last note
I'm done
Got no inspiration
Nothing's

a Tennessee tailgate
Bluetooth George Strait 
Stereotypical small town world
Wasn't meant for you
I wish that wasn't true


Like a night train runaway
One that

The man who watched the train depart
Taking his dreams away
Behind a dark glasses
A teardrop fell from his eyes

He stood alone at the station

Train whistle screams in the starry night
I feel it pull out of the station everything seems right
Destination far, far away from here
Oh my mind is

Another day stuck in this simulation
Expecting different results without motivation
The train left the station
Ya saca la greybol
Dehydration

be?
Didn't plan to make it past 25
By that standard at this point, I would be too alive
Too subscribed to the fact if I ended it myself
Purgatory be

there after the train ride by the sea
Our eyes will meet across the station
We know now how it feels to lose
Sighs of relief wash us over
There's still us

I stood in a crowd at a station for trains
Sharp, angry snowflakes bit my face and hands
Tentative eyes kept watch over the landing
Their beady

6.37 on a Sunday night I hear the train whistle singing round the bend
A long sharp tone slicing through the air of this cold, unforgiving town
I've

a skirmish behind

There's a train going through our station
What a wonderful way to get by
So I turn for some sweet conversation
And I'm greeted with light in

but I won’t give up,
A sitting duck,
I’m in love with…

I didn’t know that our train had gone,
And anyway we’ll never know
So many stations but it