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Trains A Comin - Miles"JC" Million
Black smoke on the horizon
Trains are coming, hear it cry
Rumble rolling down the track now
Carrying dreams through day and night
Mountains fall to mirror lakes
Faces blur as we pass by
Hands wave proud from small town crossings
Joy and tears in every eye
Black smoke rolling, whistles singing low
Steel rails shaking where that old wind blows
The trains are coming
Feel the thunder underneath your feet
The trains are coming
Every soul it meets becomes a beat
Ride if you're lucky
Hold on tight, don't miss your moment
The trains are coming
And it never stops for long
Hobo life from town to town
Chasing work and chasing time
Cardboard stories in a backpack
Hope and hunger intertwined
From the coal dust to the sunrise
From the freight cars to the planes
Every dreamer finds a moment
When their heartbeat meets the train
The trains are coming
Feel the thunder underneath your feet
The trains are coming
Every soul it meets becomes a beat
Ride if you're lucky
Hold on tight, don't miss your moment
The trains are coming
And it's calling out your name