Testo Trains

Trains on train tracks
Are made to come back
From ever place that
They've ever been

Seven-thirty
A Sunday, off-peak
I knew she'd leave me But not like this

You know you're the reason
That I've felt alive out here
For so long
I've been waiting for my
Chance to disappear

The wooden sleepers
The girders lying still
Are cold reminders
Of what you had to do

We're not like train tracks
Sometimes we have to move We never come back
Despite the things we lose

You know you're the reason
That I felt alive out here
For so long
I've been waiting for my
Chance to disappear

This town is just a strip of bars
And streets with common names
It's strange to know you'll watch me
As I slowly pull away

Trains on train tracks
Are made to come back