Nimbus clouds surround the mountains now. Can't tell who resides this wooden town. There's a makeshift mystery That's going down. The plains below me here now live in peace, Where farmer grows his rice and Chinese tea. Never has a man seemed so damn free to me. So damn free to me. Darkness comes now as it please, Then light comes back to me so suddenly, As we tunnel through to further majesty. The sight of smoke, and sound Of ringing bells, The ones we've come to love, and know so well Calms our qualms, and Makes us feel so swell. Makes us feel so swell. Well honey, maybe you don't know this, But life's a train ride and we are all on it. Pretty homes all made of marble stone Line up one by one to say hello, hello. They are beautiful, and They don't even know. They don't even know, They are beautiful. When I am on trains, I feel safe. The city lights are now coming in sight. They shine on me with All their pretty might, But I can't tell, because I'm sleeping Oh so tight Conductor calls us all to come on out, We've reached the platform, Now it's time for solid ground, And remember where it is that we are bound. Where it is we're bound.