Country From the Dome Car Lyrics

Bring down the rain bring out the ghosts
It's twenty-five degrees out on the West Coast
Everything's in bloom there
And I don't care
I've been thinking about leaving too
You pack as little as you can cause that's what you do
You put everything in storage
And give the dog to mom
She wouldn't mind there's a big back field
A long time ago they stopped turning yield
You should see the view there
From up on the hill
I fell in love with the train last week and everyone there
I got the scent of everyone's laughter in my hair
We watched the landscapes click by hell I was the engineer
I saw the country from the dome car and I was outta here

By night we traveled slow, by day we went fast
And no one checked to see where we were on the map
You knew you hit the prairies
And you knew why
You take a deep breath and hold it in
And every deep breath seems to quiet the din
You forget about the time zones
There are none out there
Home for the reckless home for the race
It's home for a moment of time and s***e
You lose all your sleep when the playing is done
You learn the rails and you're learning on the tracks
Someone tells a story of an old steam back
And a village comes together seven coaches long