At Night You Hear the Trains

The days turn into nights
At night you hear the trains
Across those open fields
And then it starts again
Tomorrows never come
But the hurdy-gurdy sings
Come with me anywhere this road is leading
West of hell or east of Eden
Anywhere
You know it in your bones
It’s deeper than an ache
It’s always been the same
This town folds up at dusk
And dreams aren’t welcome here
But the hurdy-gurdy sings
Come with me anywhere this road is leading
West of hell or east of Eden
Anywhere
Ride a blacktop snake, magic and moonbeams
Floating through the air with the greatest of ease
Moving on beneath a tarpaulin heaven
While the siren’s song sings you to sleep
The seasons come and go
And vanish with the moon
At night you hear the trains
You’d leave a note behind
If there were words to say
What the hurdy-gurdy sings
Come with me anywhere this road is leading
West of hell or east of Eden
Anywhere