The Train That Pulled Away Tim Bowness

If it didn’t kill you then
You knew it’d kill you later

You still see it now
You still hear it’s sound
The train that pulled away

You still feel it now
Rooted to the ground
In terminal delay

And you so bored
By the freezing shore
A wild one wild no more

An endless ache
For a passed-up break
A life without a stake

You still see it now
You still hear it’s sound
The train that pulled away

You still feel it now
Rooted to the ground
In terminal delay