The Speeding Train - The Lapse
See the trains go by
see the engines that gave me chills
should make fun of your poor classmates
you gave up these thrills
these are the beautiful, the rose's petal
the steamship's muscle, the sleight of hand hustle
they're the deepest felt, that do not get questioned
they're the purest tack (?), that give us direction
like the softest skin, the thickest grin
the perfect pitch, the puppy's chin
the speeding train, the arched ceiling
the curving hip, the soothing shade
do not be afraid
to let it take you, without jealousy
it's guiltless pleasure, it's freedom to its possessor
attraction to treasure we cannot hold
for the sake of one lover, tonight seduction's mold
I answer to beauty
not weakness but reason
not spite but seasons
not wrong but feelings
to the softest skin, the thickest grin
the perfect pitch, the puppy's chin
to the speeding train, to the arched ceiling
to the curving hip, to the soothing shade
to the softest skin, to the thickest grin
to the perfect pitch, to the puppy's chin
to the speeding train (etc)