The morning air’s cool,
The weather’s feeling guilty,
For its storm last night.
The trains are ready,
Back in force,
“We’re okay!”
It laughs, “We’re on time!”
As complex as simple is.
The morning air’s cool,
The weather’s feeling guilty,
For its storm last night.
The trains are ready,
Back in force,
“We’re okay!”
It laughs, “We’re on time!”