Trains (remastered)

Train set and match spied under the blind

Shiny and contoured, the railway winds

And I've heard the sound from my cousin's bed
The hiss of the train at the railway head

Always the summers are slipping away

A 60 ton angel falls to the earth

A pile of old metal, radiant blur

Scars in the country, summer and her

Always the summers are slipping away
Find me a way for making it stay

When I hear the engine pass, I'm kissing you wide
The hissing subsides, I'm in luck
When the evening reaches here, you're tying me up
I'm dying of love, it's okay

When I hear the engine pass, I'm kissing you wide
The hissing subsides, I'm in luck
When the evening reaches here, you're tying me up
I'm dying of love, it's okay

(Always the summers are slipping away)

(Find me a way for making it stay)

Always the summer slipping away

Always the summer slipping away