Song | Train from Nowhere |
Artist | Nektar |
Album | Magic Is a Child |
作词 : Freeman, Howden, Moore, Nelson | |
In a 747 or the Santa Maria | |
The new world is the focus of the foreigner's dream | |
Takes to the sea he takes to the skies | |
Money he blows, follows his nose, he won't care | |
He may arrive in New York or the Spanish steps in Rome | |
He's the spirit looking harder for the place he'll call home | |
New kingdom in the making though the odds against him's high | |
In the splendour of the morning | |
He is now arriving at the platform someplace | |
On the train from nowhere | |
There is no on there to greet the stranger | |
But you'll see he won't care | |
Passing through the borders with a smile upon his face | |
He always has to slow down just to join the human race | |
Which takes him through his life at only twice the normal pace | |
And as soon as he's rested he'll do it again | |
Now arriving at the platform someplace | |
It's the train from nowhere | |
There is no one there to meet the stranger | |
But you'll see he won't care | |
Passing through the borders with a smile 'pon his face | |
He always has to slow down just to join the human race | |
Which takes him through his life at only twice the normal pace | |
And as soon as he's rested he'll do it again | |
Doesn't know when he won't care | |
(It's the) train from nowhere | |
(On the) train from nowhere | |
(It's the) train from nowhere | |
Money he blows.goes up his nose, he won't care | |
(It's the) train from nowhere | |
(On the) train from nowhere | |
(It's the) train from nowhere | |
(On the) train from nowhere | |
(It's the) train from nowhere | |
(On the) train from nowhere | |
(It's the) train from nowhere | |
(On the) train from nowhere |
zuò cí : Freeman, Howden, Moore, Nelson | |
In a 747 or the Santa Maria | |
The new world is the focus of the foreigner' s dream | |
Takes to the sea he takes to the skies | |
Money he blows, follows his nose, he won' t care | |
He may arrive in New York or the Spanish steps in Rome | |
He' s the spirit looking harder for the place he' ll call home | |
New kingdom in the making though the odds against him' s high | |
In the splendour of the morning | |
He is now arriving at the platform someplace | |
On the train from nowhere | |
There is no on there to greet the stranger | |
But you' ll see he won' t care | |
Passing through the borders with a smile upon his face | |
He always has to slow down just to join the human race | |
Which takes him through his life at only twice the normal pace | |
And as soon as he' s rested he' ll do it again | |
Now arriving at the platform someplace | |
It' s the train from nowhere | |
There is no one there to meet the stranger | |
But you' ll see he won' t care | |
Passing through the borders with a smile ' pon his face | |
He always has to slow down just to join the human race | |
Which takes him through his life at only twice the normal pace | |
And as soon as he' s rested he' ll do it again | |
Doesn' t know when he won' t care | |
It' s the train from nowhere | |
On the train from nowhere | |
It' s the train from nowhere | |
Money he blows. goes up his nose, he won' t care | |
It' s the train from nowhere | |
On the train from nowhere | |
It' s the train from nowhere | |
On the train from nowhere | |
It' s the train from nowhere | |
On the train from nowhere | |
It' s the train from nowhere | |
On the train from nowhere |