Looking through the window
I am surging ahead, fast forward
Flying straight as a crow

Clickerty Clack, Clickerty

A rhythm like a heart beat
Takes me to a future not know
From a past I left incomplete

Clickerty, Clack

I am held, as the world turns below me
Frozen in time, I can stay
Where I can be hidden, No-one can see

Clickerty

Bags are heavy, but guilt is a weightier load
Left you, and your angry days
Sorry, I wont be there when your fists off-load

Clack

Training it again
I'm staying on track
Clickerty clack
Back and forth down the line
Until I get there

Seasons alter, weather changes
Landscapes seen at different speeds
Some heads down to read a book
Others glancing at the view
Creative folk all a twitter
Whilst some at work and all keyed up
Voicing bits of conversation
Or deep in slumber
Lulled by sounds or rocked to sleep
But always know their destination

One by one we come and go
A 'hot' seat taken or adjusted
Making room for overflow
Left luggage lost or made way for
Then with stations too regular to miss
I'm back again to home or work
For yet another perfect service
No delays this time!