Johnny Flynn - Trains (Rose, Mary & Time) lyrics
[Johnny Flynn - Trains Rose, Mary & Time lyrics]
In the shadows of a darkened room
The shadow's gone, despite the gloom
And the soul that cast it
Never made the grade
He tripped upon a tripping fence
The kind that time has cooked and bent
With symphonies and thoughts
Like sharpened darts
Trains don't stop your soul
They break your heart
I'm dislocated and I'm full of fear
I stopped the train when no-one was near
And dreamt a storm of children passed me by
Singing songs with not a care
Dancing in the open air
And, bloodstained in the sunlight
You were with them
And I had not the smallest thing to give them
You must've forgotten how to play the game
Or danced with all the nearly lame
But Lord above or ground below me, listen
For all the time you lived, you
Dreamt, and having always came, you went
I'm full of you, although we're far apart
Trains don't stop your soul
They break your heart
Oh my dearie me, the end
Has left me wanting more, my friend
And sovereign to the calendar
Time and pace lost lavender
Lost rosemary, left charcoal black
Left death so white and paintings stacked
But season's end brought spring again
And all before I blinked, my friend
The shadow's gone, despite the gloom
And the soul that cast it
Never made the grade
He tripped upon a tripping fence
The kind that time has cooked and bent
With symphonies and thoughts
Like sharpened darts
Trains don't stop your soul
They break your heart
I'm dislocated and I'm full of fear
I stopped the train when no-one was near
And dreamt a storm of children passed me by
Singing songs with not a care
Dancing in the open air
And, bloodstained in the sunlight
You were with them
And I had not the smallest thing to give them
You must've forgotten how to play the game
Or danced with all the nearly lame
But Lord above or ground below me, listen
For all the time you lived, you
Dreamt, and having always came, you went
I'm full of you, although we're far apart
Trains don't stop your soul
They break your heart
Oh my dearie me, the end
Has left me wanting more, my friend
And sovereign to the calendar
Time and pace lost lavender
Lost rosemary, left charcoal black
Left death so white and paintings stacked
But season's end brought spring again
And all before I blinked, my friend