Whistle And Steam

Its been a long time since I’ve seen you

Just like this face to face

And I know I should have called you

But I had another ghost to chase

Should’ve read your letters

Should’ve found out how you’d been

But the truth is there was no escape

The call of whistle and steam

Of whistle and steam

There’s a man down at the station

On a newspaper bed

“I just need some kind of salvation

Before I die” he said

But honey we’re just passers-by

In another leaving scene

You and I are locked in tight

To the call of whistle and steam

Of whistle and steam

Of whistle and steam

It’s the sleepers and the steel

Or the black-root and the vine

But my place is the space between

The past and the horizon line

Can you hear that old horn blowin’

Every time you close your eyes?

And behind every bolted door

Is there a voice you recognise?

Singing prayers, singing curses

Singing all about the dream

To everyone caught in the headlights

Caught in the whistle and steam

In the whistle and steam

Caught in the whistle and steam

In the whistle and steam

In the whistle and steam

Caught in the whistle and steam

In the whistle and steam