Glorious din

Another train pulls in

Glorious din
The weary barking of the dogs
In the streets
And the watchman
Was warming his soaking beans
We are between now
Where all the trains meet
And nothing seems to help
We have taken
All we can take

And another train pulls in
And the train is always late
And another train pulls in
And the train is always late

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