Lyrics: Jim Roberts

Music: Andy Kulberg



Comin' in easy on the sea train.

Walkin' out under the fog again,

And the sky don't explain

If I'm up or across or down, town around just like then.

The neon screen will never know when.

Be quiet or dream,

And just not crowd the scenes

Of my mind's sound.



I'm goin' under and comin' on out

To see you again.

My mind's been wanderin', but I'm about

To meet you again.

The rhythm of hearts plays in my veins

Like some long-gone lonesome sea train.

I'm only sure that the weather would break if I did.



They'll come easy, then go glad.

Your child at the window says the rain don't look sad,

And you ask me who's mad

As you show me your lost and found.

Down, you're bound again.

With your fan, my fire turns to wind

Your glass fills mine with sand,

You shout, "I'm not your land!"

And I hear the ground.



I'm a weeping shadows, feeling like a willow

Bearing Martha's flower; as the sun comes, I come.

Far across the street, clear across the stream,

The sun shall come.



If you're in a tree and the forest falls, who hears you?



[musical interlude]



And the hills meet the wind, making dew.

We see us again.

As the sun behind clouds, breaking through,

We're gonna meet them again.

The rhythm of hearts plays through my veins

Like some long-gone lonesome sea train.

Rain in the meadow beats the river to the ocean.



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