Trains
Trains

Porcupine Tree - Trains Lyrics

Ah, the nostalgic whistle of youth! This track by Porcupine Tree conjures vivid memories of summers past, where train sets and romantic escapades intertwine. The "train set and match" symbolizes childhood innocence and curiosity, while the "60 ton angel"… Read more

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Sep 24, 2002
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Trains Lyrics

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, a radiant blur
Scars in the country, the 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 OK

Dadaidadadada
Daddadadadadadadada
Daidadadaidadadai
Dadaidadadada
Dudududu
Daidadadaidadadai

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 OK

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

Always the summers are slipping away
Always the summers are slipping away

Writer(s): Colin Edwin Balch, Gavin Richard Harrison, Richard Barbieri, Steven Wilson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
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What is the Meaning of Trains?

Ah, the nostalgic whistle of youth! This track by Porcupine Tree conjures vivid memories of summers past, where train sets and romantic escapades intertwine. The "train set and match" symbolizes childhood innocence and curiosity, while the "60 ton angel" crash-lands into adulthood's harsh realities. Summers slip away like sand through fingers, leaving behind scars and wistful longing. As the engine roars by, love blossoms in fleeting moments—intense yet ephemeral. The hissing subsides, but the yearning remains: how do you make time stand still when you're dying of love? It's a bittersweet ride on the rails of life, capturing the essence of fleeting joy and inevitable change.

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