[Verse] The whistle cries out through the cold northern air, Tracks disappearing to a place I wouldn’t dare. A ticket in hand, but it feels like a curse, One step on that train, and there's no reverse. [Chorus] Loco motives, they’ll carry you far, Past frozen rivers and the morning star. Once you’re aboard, you’ll never turn back, Riding forever on that endless track. [Verse] The station’s alive with the shuffle of feet, But the faces around me, they never repeat. The conductor he smiles, but there’s ice in his gaze, A ride on this line, and you’re lost in a haze. [Chorus] Loco motives, they’ll carry you far, Past frozen rivers and the morning star. Once you’re aboard, you’ll never turn back, Riding forever on that endless track. [Bridge] It’s a story they tell in the towns by the rail, Of folks who vanished, left no paper trail. The wind whispers secrets that no one can keep, Of the train that steals dreams while the world’s asleep. [Verse] I stood on the platform, my courage ran dry, The steam rising up like ghosts in the sky. I turned from the tracks, but the whistle still calls, A siren’s sweet song through the timbered halls.
