A train's whistle can be heard
Echoing through late hours—
Filling the emptiness that
Late-night passersby can't fill
With their everyday engines.
It disappears down the track;
Our car hums—welcoming back
The uneventful drive home.
A train's whistle can be heard
Echoing through late hours—
Filling the emptiness that
Late-night passersby can't fill
With their everyday engines.
It disappears down the track;
Our car hums—welcoming back
The uneventful drive home.