Took a walk in rotterdam thinking 'bout a train
All along the banks of memory
Old tired away
And at the end of every corner
Can almost hear her sound
Time went by in ecstasy
Walking next to walls
And the colour of the water
Was the rails she was on
And when the whistles blew far away
I felt she knew somehow
For the train often rattles
From the rail shaking ground
I close my eyes and almost hear her now
Took a walk in rotterdam dodging smoking wheel
And if you wander if riders are agile or insane
And the rest victim to fashion
Lord we're all to blame
Found myself a barstool and something on the rocks
I was dreaming i could write a song westward as they dropped
And find her at the station
Gracefully rolling to a stop
For the train often rattles
From the rail shaking ground
I close my eyes and see her westward bound
Well i keep that mind a'wandring
Love on the rails
Slow rolling days
Still pushing home
Mile over a mile
Gone in the blink of an eye
For the train often rattles
From the rail shaking ground
I Close my eyes and see her westward bound
