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Train
Train


Background information
Origin San Francisco, California, U.S.
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Country Rock
Roots
Years active 1994—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Aware Records
Website Website
Members
Patrick Monahan
Scott Underwood
Jimmy Stafford
Former members
Rob Hotchkiss
Charlie Colin
Brandon Bush
Johnny Colt



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Train Album


One And A Half (1999)
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I don't mind lying if it stops the pain
There's no use denying, I've lost the train of thought
I had before I left, Now I'm alone
The place I left behind, had I known

I'm counting on you
I'm all around you
I'm counting on you to take me home

You sit back in your easy chair and tell me bout the whole affair
You say I'm gonna be something some day
It sounds so easy, the way you please me
Well you say I'm on the right track
But I think that it's time that I get back home

Chorus

Bridge
Something in the wind ain't right
There's something on the faces in the streets at night
There is so much on my mind
Well you say it's here in front of me
But it's something I can't find no more

SOLO Bridge(repeat)

Chorus

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I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why
Everything gotta change around me
I'd tell it to your face
But you lost your face along the way
And I'd say it on the phone
If I thought you were alone
Why do things have to change 

But you don't need my pictures on your wall
You say you need no one
And you don't need my secret midnight call
I guess you need no one
Is anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell if it's heaven if it's hell or if it's
Anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell this tale 

You're in and out up and down
Wonder if you're lost or found
But I got my hands on you
Are you strong enough to tow the line
Are you gonna make me yours
Or do I make you mine
I'm in and out I'm up and down
Wonder if I'm lost or found
But I need your hands on me now 

But you don't need my pictures on your wall
You say you need no one
And you don't need my secret midnight call
I guess you need no one
Is anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell if it's heaven if it's hell or if it's
Anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell this tale 

I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why
Everything gotta change

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Leaves are falling all around
It's time I was on my way
Thanks to you I'm much obliged
Such a pleaseant stay
But now it's time for me to go
The autum moon lights my way.
and now I smell the rain
and and with it pain
and it's headed my way

ah sometimes I grow so tired
but I know I got one thing I got to do
ramble on
well nows the time the time is now
sing my song
I'm go'in around the world
gonna find my girl
I'm on my way
I've been this way ten years to the day
I'm gonna ramble on
I'm gonna find the queen of all my dreams

Got no time for spreadin' roots
The time has come to be gone
No I can't be dragged a thousand times
It's time to ramble on

When I'm alone
Oh well nows the time
The time is now
Sing my song
I'm going around the world
Gonna find my girl
I'm on my way
I've been this way ten years to the day
I'm gonna ramble on
I'm gonna find the queen of all my dreams

Nows the time it can be told
My freedom I hold dear
But years ago
In days of old
The magic filled the air
But in the darkest steps of Mordor
I met a girl so fair

But go up to her I run
courage up and slipped away with her
ah shit

and there's nothing I can do now
I guess I'll keep on
Ramblin' on
I'm gonna sing my song

I'm going around the world
Gonna find my girl
I'm on my way
I've been this way ten years to the day
I'm gonna ramble on
Sing my song
I'm going around the world
I wanna see my girl

I went searching for my baby


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I remember when every other day was bad
You were my brother, so tall was all you had.
Sireno was dead but we had you instead
Now I remember our precious petting zoo
Our delicate high school and all the things we said we'd do

They all fall like, Sweet Rain
Wet my memory, Sweet Rain
Come on down on me

It wasn't hard to look ahead
You wanted to be me instead
I wanted to be you instead but
I fell and you fell back
What is wrong with me, well what is wrong with you, Jack?

Everybody knew she was coming, Everybody knew she was
Sweet rain, wet my memory, sweet rain, fall down on me

The big screen got in between, what it was and what we've seen
How have you been? What have you been? I think about you
Now and again, I think about you every single day
Well, shit I'm thinking about you now

Sweet Rain, Wet my memory
Sweet Rain, Fall down on me

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Past the breakers, sliver by you never try you
On the tuffet that you never were afraid of
Anyone that was not you
In the corner, tried to warn her I, I, I
Caught in traffic in the middle of the night
In the middle of the highway

The highway
Got your hands in the dirt
Got your head in the grass
You're tryin' to hold on to some of your

Past the test now
You're runnin' outta breath no one behind you
On the subject of Religion decision devision

Collision, provision, cold hard television
Collective bargaining and talk radio radio
Your mother your brother your sister your lover
Your Father whom art in Heaven
Got to be home by eleven if you wanna be a good girl
You got your hands in the dirt
Got your head in the HIGHWAY

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She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess
If you catch her stealin, she won't confess
She's beautiful
She never compromises, loves babies and surprises
Wears hi-heels when she exercises
Ain't that beautiful
Meet Virginia
Well she wants to be the Queen
Then she thinks about her scene
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna be the queen
Her daddy wrestles alligators, Mama works on carburetors
Her brother is a fine mediator for the President 
Well here she is again on the phone
Just like me hates to be alone
We just like to sit at home, and rip on the President
Meet Virginia
Well she wants to live her life 
Then she thinks about her life
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna live this life
She only drinks coffee at Midnight, when the moment is not
right, her timing is quite-unusual
you see her confidence is tragic, but her intuition magic
and the shape of her body - unusual
Meet Virginia-I can't wait to 
Meet Virginia-Yea
Chorus I & 2

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