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Lines of steel stale with rust
Eavesdropping on former voices
That echo long forgotten stories
Of Hobo's and their riding blind choices

Rails drumming a steady pulse
Somewhere between thunders deafening pitch
And piercing squeals of halting mass
A symphony of the bankrupt enriched

Majestic the night trains roll on by
Setting my senses on edge
Lowered gates on lights red flash
Flashbacks of rail miles dredged

Ethereal I feel when standing near
Every time her whistle blows
I stand in awe of its seasons and scenes.
Endless travelers empowered by coal

The caller summons the switchmen's lantern
As band of men would alter your course  
Car upon car coupled together
By the strength of human hands they were forced

Tracks and trusses drape our country like a morning yawn
Graffiti tags your box's, spraying their territorial scent
These sounds and sights of history in motion
Reveals the sad distance of a chronicled descent

From your earliest beginnings
You've captured hearts of man and his soul
Inspiring sages and meager labored wages
From stack to track let your steel wheels roll 

Nostalgic romantics like me will feed
Like the orphan touched with hunger
Not for the substance of your varied freight 
But to fly as your envied conductor

Your sight, your sounds, your smell and taste
They burn with intensities fire
Heightened reminders that we're alive
Driving us to reach ever higher

And so the night train 
Majestic in power
Roll on roll on
In virtues endowment to inspire

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