Heading to Hong Kong

(S. Goebel)

This old train flows down the track, cigarettes waft from the cabin infront

Through tunnels of over mountains, this old train rambles on

Next to me lay a girl, her name was Wang Fang

People get off and on, a voice comes over the intercom

It says...

De da de da de da

Diggin' deeper and deeper, to places I didn't want to find

In my head it repeats, gotta to be someone be somewhere

My thoughts wander on, can I be original yet normal

My head grow heavy and dim, the lights they flicker by

De da de da de da

Through tunnels over mountains, I can see smoke in the valley

A land of extremes it crosses, 46 hours gone

I'm the only pale skin aboard, alone the next stop comes

The smell of noodles lingers, a voice comes over the intercom

It says

De da de da de da

© 2009 Sean Goebel