| Some people run from some people who wanna save 'em
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| Some people got guns, some people you wanna stay from
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| When the train rode in, why did all my friends turn around and say «goodbye»?
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| 'Cause some people don’t know they standing at the station…
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| Come on in, I’m making room for you, her, and him
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| Also for those, we, them, and they, three course meal on a silver tray
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| Lay in the lab of luxury, watch fine wine incubate
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| With the white cloth laid over the side, one for the hands, one for the face
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| One for the luck, one for the pride, one way ride out of yesterday
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| You can lay down or you can lie, just don’t lie straight to my face
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| Got a place you can keep the coats at, and a safe for the jewelry
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| Got a place to develop the Kodak to keep up with the memories
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| And the picture frame from the past, you can hang it up on the wall
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| And you can watch your past from the back of the train as you leave it all
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| You might seen a few trains come by, but this train you never saw before
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| You better make up your mind the conductor is saying «all aboard!»
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| All, all aboard
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| Opportunity’s in place and it might never come back this way
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| You better go and get in that train
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| All, all aboard
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| Opportunity’s in place and it might never come back this way
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| You better go and get in that train
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| It’s such a view, but it’s reserved for such the few
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| Such the luck for such as who, but who is me and who is you
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| You got a free ride that you can’t refuse, choice in the form of a new caboose
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| A chance in the shape of a railroad track, hop inside make the move
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| Break from the old and create the new
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| Leave all the fake and replace the true
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| Pack the bags, leave the name tag, claim the ticket God paid for you
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| Drapes of linen, navy blue, but they’re not made to block the light
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| The light from the sun will see us through
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| And you can sleep well in the peace of night
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| 'Cause you might not see it twice in the small town where you live
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| So believe in the right to life 'cause the the left to death is where you steer
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| You might seen a few trains come by but this train you never saw before
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| You better make up your mind the conductor is saying «all aboard!» |