Another blank page,
Taunting me dive into some crazy place, that might not be ready for swimming in yet
Another memory that I’ve tried and tried to forget, what the hell am I doing to myself again. Ohh to be a train driver
A train driver

Poking through the debris,
Of everything thats ever gone wrong for me
Shining a spot light through a deep and dark mind
Illuminating things that I don’t wanna feel twice
Ohh shoulda been a train driver

Forwards and back
Not much more it than that (I imagine)
Wage in hand at the end of the month
And at the end of the day you drive home to the ones you love
Could have been a train driver
Should have been a train driver

Questioning my sanity
As I re-break my heart and let the old ghosts run free
In the hope that I might find another few lines, that make the heavy load feel light
What the hell am I doing to myself again
Ohh should have been a train driver
A train driver

Forwards and back
Not much more it than that (I imagine) (riding lightening between the tracks)
Wage in hand at the end of the month
And at the end of the day you drive home to the ones you love
Ohh to be a train driver
Wanna be a train driver

Disturbing the peace
Shaking down the last leaves from the trees
Waking up a long lost thought, from a day I had forgot
Stealing the fruit and squeezing out the last drop
Ohh to be a train driver
A train driver

Forwards and back
Not much more it than that (I imagine)
Steady wage in hand at the end of the month
And at the end of the day you drive home to the ones you love
Ohh to be a train driver
Wish I was a train driver