Chuck Ragan - Rotterdam lyrics
[Chuck Ragan - Rotterdam lyrics]
Took a walk in Rotterdam
Thinking about her train
All along the banls of memory
Holding tide away
And on the end of every corner
I could almost hear her sound
Time went by in ecstasy
Walking next to walls
And the color of the water
Was the rails that she was on
And when the whistles blew far away
I felt she knew somehow
For the train often rattles
From the rails shaking ground
I close my eyes and almost hear her now
Took a walk in Rotterdam
Dodging spoke and wheel
And a few unnerving riders, agile or insane
And the rest, victims of fashion
Lord we're all to blame
Found myself a bar stool
And something on the rocks
I was dreaming I could ride the sun
Westward as it dropped
And find her at the station
Gracefully rolling a stop
For the train often rattles
From the rails shaking ground
I close my eyes and see her westward bound
Well i'll keep that mind a wandering
Of love on the rails
Slow rolling days, steel pushing home
Mile over miles gone in the blink of an eye
For the train often rattles
From the rails shaking ground
I close my eyes and see her westward bound
Thinking about her train
All along the banls of memory
Holding tide away
And on the end of every corner
I could almost hear her sound
Time went by in ecstasy
Walking next to walls
And the color of the water
Was the rails that she was on
And when the whistles blew far away
I felt she knew somehow
For the train often rattles
From the rails shaking ground
I close my eyes and almost hear her now
Took a walk in Rotterdam
Dodging spoke and wheel
And a few unnerving riders, agile or insane
And the rest, victims of fashion
Lord we're all to blame
Found myself a bar stool
And something on the rocks
I was dreaming I could ride the sun
Westward as it dropped
And find her at the station
Gracefully rolling a stop
For the train often rattles
From the rails shaking ground
I close my eyes and see her westward bound
Well i'll keep that mind a wandering
Of love on the rails
Slow rolling days, steel pushing home
Mile over miles gone in the blink of an eye
For the train often rattles
From the rails shaking ground
I close my eyes and see her westward bound