A train ride from the country side
Back to the big city
Goes slowly and effortlessly
Resembling all types of beauty
As the train ticks and ticks/
I've seen the riches of families
Who are still uneasy with life
Next I will see the poor
Who are trying to hang on ever so tight
As the train ticks and ticks/
The country hills will roll gently
and the wind will blow freely
While cigarette smoke will start to cover the lonely city
As the train ticks and ticks/
I realize the sad faces I see everywhere
Shows whether rich or poor
Tick/
Each of us has endless struggles
Tick/
That no amount of money can afford to fix.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 2:55 PM UTC
A train ride from the country side
Back to the big city
Goes slowly and effortlessly
Resembling all types of beauty
As the train ticks and ticks/
I've seen the riches of families
Who are still uneasy with life
Next I will see the poor
Who are trying to hang on ever so tight
As the train ticks and ticks/
The country hills will roll gently
and the wind will blow freely
While cigarette smoke will start to cover the lonely city
As the train ticks and ticks/
I realize the sad faces I see everywhere
Shows whether rich or poor
Tick/
Each of us has endless struggles
Tick/
That no amount of money can afford to fix.
