Lyrics: I can close my eyes sometimes, and still smell the smoke, As the final porter slams the doors. There's a glance at the clock, and a nod to the guard, and the train is in motion once more Down the Rosendale Valley, on a sultry warm day, The clanking of Wheels echoes on, But it's all in my mind, when I wake up I find, That the last train from Burgess has gone. I can stand in the car park remembering old tales, Of a station that's long since pulled down, Of fly shunted wagons that ran off the rails, ending up in the centre of town. Now the juggernaut carry what's left of the trade, With the cotton Bales piled high upon, And where I worked with me mates is now housing estate, And the last train from Brighton has gone. And at 3 in the morning when I used to sign on, I lie awake half in a dream, I'm a guard on a special that's bound for the coast With a 4 - 6 - 0 getting up steam. We've got packages for printers and pigeons to release, Spare seats after hay would not one, But now they jump on a plane for a fortnight in Spain, the last train to Flatwood has gone. And at measurement's halt the track has been lifted, The platform is all overgrown, There's a willow and scrub where the cart donkeys ran, And the valley has claimed back its own. In the Saddleworth Hills on a crisp Autumn day, A plume of smoke still lingers on, But I'm dreaming out loud sure it's only a cloud, The Last Train for do King’s Cross has gone. Down the Rosendale Valley on a sultry warm day, The clanking of wheels echo goes on, But it's all in my mind, when I wake up I find, but the last train from Burgess has gone.
@captainhuggyface6731 Жыл бұрын
reminds me of my last day of middle school, it had the same feeling
@captainhuggyface6731 Жыл бұрын
almost cried, i miss my friends, all from different grades, and i was delt the short stick
@captainhuggyface6731 Жыл бұрын
youlle find that i talk about my final year of middle school often
@rayvaul3539 Жыл бұрын
It kinda reminds me of middle and high school on how I miss the good times when I spent with my friends, or when I chose to. I used to be isolationistic, and looking back now, makes me wish I took advantage of it instead. Now I’m a young adult and most of my friends don’t have much time at all to hang out.
@spyfan625912 ай бұрын
Ow.....😢 my rail inthusiest and thomas the tank engine bias is kicking in