The Engineer
Up the line
Down the line
Up the line
Down the line
Every night the same track
Cadence of the wheels
Monotonous through the night
Creating stories
A regulated typewriter
Peering into the darkness
The light showing the way
The world whizzing by
Trees, houses, a flash - that was a car
. . . . . . .
Never let go of the dead man’s switch
All coming to a stop
Wheels screeching, steel on steel
But no, that was a dream
Up the line
Down the line
Up the line
Down the line
. . . . . . .
It never ends