The Train from Wrocław by Imogen Cygler

And as the train didn't stop at the station
And as the bird flew right on by
And as the pale blue lake watched over me
And as the humans began to stare

I felt the chill
I felt the warmth
I felt the sullen feel of feet beneath the earth

I felt the hand
I felt the grasp
Your voice is near me once at last

And as I heard the sound of thunder
Rattling our skin
The train just wouldn't stop
Passed right on by

I felt the chill
I felt the warmth
I felt the sullen feel of feet beneath the earth

I felt the hand
I felt the grasp
Your voice is near me once at last

Come on train ride on by
Never you stop to wave goodbye
Think of all you want to hear
Nothing will you ever fear

Come on train ride on by
Never you stop to wave goodbye
Think of all you want to hear
Nothing will you ever, ever fear

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