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CCC Inc. Castle in Spain, 1973/CCC Inc. 1967-2007/CCC Inc. 1967-2017

Nighttrain

riding on the nighttrain I wonder where I go
trying to write things down but things I just don’t know
watching people come and go and feeling all alone
wondering how my burning fear could turn me into stone

tell me tell me gently
is this train running down to my destiny

this girl in front well she is blond and that’s the only thing
she often smiles to give the best but my bird cannot sing
the soldiers selling dirty jokes and I can feel the cold
their laughter ’s like the rattling wheels that eat away my soul

tell me tell me gently
is this train running down to my destiny

the train speeds on and I look down and find the rail is burning
and then I realise once more: from this train’s no returning
I close my eyes they see no more for tears fall on my hand
and I know it’s no gentle rain that stone turns into sand

tell me tell me gently
is this train running down to my destiny