The Train

Lyrics

A green eye -- and a red -- in the dark Thunder -- smoke -- and a spark It is there -- it is here -- flashed by Whither will the wild thing fly? It is rushing, tearing thro' the night Rending her gloom in its flight It shatters her silence with shrieks What is it the wild thing seeks? Alas! for it hurries away Them that are fain to stay Hurrah! for it carries home Lovers and friends that roam Where are you, Time and Space? The world is a little place Your reign is over and done You are one