Asleep on a Train (Bomarr Remix)

Asleep on a Train (Bomarr Remix) - The Cars (汽車合唱團)

In twos and threes the stinging rain falls on this car

Counting time with the lights blinking like a dying star

I'll turn it out soon so I focus on where I go

Pretending to be asleep on a train is hard to forego

While tree branches wave and telephone poles compare notes

What passes by the window disappears at our next thought

The abandoned buildings they don't realize they are all alone

Reaching out to keep the pieces of what they've all become

With the heat of the sun forcing moss and ivy to grow

Across the faces rushing backwards giving all they owe

To circumnavigate their frames and join hands with cracks on walls

And make us honest about from where we came and head towards

The sun it flickers and fades setting to the left of my arm

The lovely half lit silhouetted hills now hard to discern

As if they've all given up like old cars in junkyards

And all the air that the train displaced won't come to harm

Simply acting as a means to spread some forgotten seeds

That long ago would find their way home by some other means

And the air that I displace won't even remember my name

Or any other details of the lines of my face

And the air that I displace won't even remember my name

Or any other details of the lines of my face

Passing by a line of crows on power lines that wait for

A something that we all don't attempt to express anymore

Feeling the pull to find a way to what we would call home

Giving thought to things I felt as I wait on the platform

Evading the subjects that are constantly on my mind

While circling above them like clouds at the same time

The wheels sometimes falter and scrape on the tracks as I drift

To all the things that settle to bottom that I try to keep hid

Like the dirt that settles in the river once we've all passed

That no one will mention unless they've been on the same path

Trying not to let the weight of those thoughts drag you down

Like a tree letting it's leaves go after holding too long

The heavy weight of the last few turns that the engine takes

Through the windows the faint smell of diesel fumes that pervade

Signal that we've made our way close to the station at hand

And all the indecipherable things I've tried to comprehend

Sometimes it's easier to pretend to sleep on a train

Rather than pay attention to what your thoughts might contain

And the air that I displace won't even remember my name

Or any other details of the lines of my face

And the air that I displace won't even remember my name

Or any other details of the lines of my face

And the air that I displace won't even remember my name

Or any other details of the lines of my face

The abandoned buildings they don't realize they are all alone

Reaching out to keep the pieces of what they've all become

With the heat of the sun forcing moss and ivy to grow

Across the faces rushing backwards giving all they owe

To circumnavigate their frames and join hands with cracks on walls

And make us honest about from where we came and head towards

The sun it flickers and fades setting to the left of my arm

The lovely half lit silhouetted hills now hard to discern

As if they've all given up like old cars in junkyards

And all the air that the train displaced won't come to harm

Simply acting as a means to spread some forgotten seeds

That long ago would find their way home by some other means

The abandoned buildings they don't realize they are all alone

Reaching out to keep the pieces of what they've all become

With the heat of the sun forcing moss and ivy to grow

Across the faces rushing backwards giving all they owe

To circumnavigate their frames and join hands with cracks on walls