Down by the river we met with empty hands By the border shelter We turned our backs to the desert land There must be something out there A shot to kill the boredom As the smoke kicks high from the factory fires They never heard the sirens calling
Pre chorus: It takes one To make one It takes time To kill time
Chorus:
Board this train, board this train to nowhere X2
Lost by the river we left with empty hands By the border station We were blown by the western wind too long There must be something out there A shot to kill the boredom As the smoke kicked high from the factory fires They never heard the siren calling
Pre chorus
Chorus
Board this train, board this train to nowhere X2 Stripped like wire, stripped left open and bare Board this train, board this train to nowhere