There's a train that's running on the rails
With no passengers aboard
The rust is chipping down the paint
Cobwebs line those dining halls
Think of that loneliness
Hallow dark ghostliness
Screeching through the wilderness
Metallic weariness!
So far from it's best,
What could be the cause of this?
Moving with such emptiness,
Pretending to exist!
The speeding sadness of an empty train
The speeding sadness of an empty train
The speeding sadness of an empty train
The speeding sadness of an empty train