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