Listen for the sound
Of little engines
In the ground
Give up playtime
To master trains
Teaching children
Adult games
I need a reason
To quicken pace
'tis the season
For losing face
I need a crazy forgotten name
Or a postcard sent from maine
Fortune is a reason
It's as good as any
The state is in trouble
Better amscray on the double
I need a crazy forgotten place
I want to vanish without a trace
Fortune is a reason
It's as good as any
