A Familiar Noise Called "Train Director" Lyrics

if i'm going out

i want to take with me

(a month of golden sundays)

if we're going out

should we bring a map?

or should we lose ourselves in meaning



where we are - in the blink of an eye

you get several meanings



if you come back down

be sure to hear the sound

(of xylophones gently breathing)



where we are - in the blink of an eye

you get several meanings



do you question what's in sight

as the sun is setting

as the airplane hits boundaries

a waterfall fell on an optical atlas

what was remains the same

it took up residence

with a peculiar noise called "train director"