The Train Stops Here Lyrics

We took the scenic, route here
Shaved and showered, so fresh
We took the longer way, needed to think
Drove in silence, that's rare
I started singing, off key
All this silence, gets to me
Are you angry, do you need to vent
All week driving, no weekend

The language of someone who's bitten the arse
out of a man who could scream till he was scared
till he could breathe and his breath was a dry wind

The language of someone who's fishing for more
fishing more, never the less, never the twain
never the train stops here, does the train stop here?

The language of someone who's beaten a path, maybe
still can if he's pushed can if he's shoved
can if he wants some more, if he wants some more