Train Dreams Songtext
I've seen a grizzly big as a house
Walk across an open plain
Heard of a boy called Elvis something
Whose voice could drive young girls insane
I've seen a man from a mile away
Shoot a bobcat through the brain, but
Lately, I've been having dreams
Crazy dreams I can't explain
A woman standing in a field of flowers
Walk across an open plain
Heard of a boy called Elvis something
Whose voice could drive young girls insane
I've seen a man from a mile away
Shoot a bobcat through the brain, but
Lately, I've been having dreams
Crazy dreams I can't explain
A woman standing in a field of flowers
And a screaming locomotive train
Crazy dreams that go on for hours
And I can't begin to tell you how that feels
I've seen an elk with twisted antlers
Throw bright lightning 'cross the sky
Seen a man with a broken curse
Leap from a bridge and try to fly
And I've seen a boy who was a dog
Who became a man who forgot to die
Lately, I've been having dreams
Crazy dreams I can't explain
A woman standing in a field of flowers
And a screaming locomotive train
Crazy dreams that go on for hours
And I can't begin to tell you how that feels
The space that connects me where I am now
To the place where I'll one day be It's measured in the words that we speak
And the strange and wondrous things I've seen
It's measured in truth, it's measured in love
Measured in a tendency to pain
It's measured by a girl in a field of flowers
Screaming, "Dream of a midnight train"
This has been going on for years
Years and years and years and years
And years and years and years and years
I can't begin to tell you how that feels
Crazy dreams that go on for hours
And I can't begin to tell you how that feels
I've seen an elk with twisted antlers
Throw bright lightning 'cross the sky
Seen a man with a broken curse
Leap from a bridge and try to fly
And I've seen a boy who was a dog
Who became a man who forgot to die
Lately, I've been having dreams
Crazy dreams I can't explain
A woman standing in a field of flowers
And a screaming locomotive train
Crazy dreams that go on for hours
And I can't begin to tell you how that feels
The space that connects me where I am now
To the place where I'll one day be It's measured in the words that we speak
And the strange and wondrous things I've seen
It's measured in truth, it's measured in love
Measured in a tendency to pain
It's measured by a girl in a field of flowers
Screaming, "Dream of a midnight train"
This has been going on for years
Years and years and years and years
And years and years and years and years
I can't begin to tell you how that feels