Sunflower - Train Song

There's a railway drawn in chalk passing through a forest
Man made the trees, and he painted them green
You can get on your train car, but you won't like what you see
Scattered toy airplanes towering fifty feet tall
I think we picked up a passenger, and I think it was me
Staring at sidewalk. Get on the machine
The end of the line is here: the end of a dream
The evening is reverie, pushing forward in time

Written by:
Taylor Halperin

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