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the whistle blowing I can hear the mighty roar I can hear the horses prancing in the pastures of the Lord Oh the train is coming and I'm standing here with you and it's bringing my baby right back to me

Well, there's something that's hard to explain.

And my baby's coming home now on the 5th of May. ¶¶ The bright horses are broken free from the fields. They are horses of love, their manes full of fire. They are part in the city, those bright burning horses. And everyone is hiding, no one makes a sound. And I'm by your side and I'm holding your hand Bright horses of wonder springing from your burning hand And everyone has a heart that is calling to something. And we're all so sick and tired of seeing things as they are. Horses are just horses and their manes aren't full of fire. The fields are just fields and there ain't no Lord. And everyone is hidden and everyone is cruel. There's no shortage of time and no shortage of fools. A little white shade dancing at the end of the road. It's just a wish that time can't dissolve at all. Thank you. Well, this world is plain to see. It don't mean we can't believe in something in any way. My baby's coming back now on the next train. I can hear the whistle blowing. i can hear the mighty roar i can hear the horses prancing in the pastures of the lord oh the train is coming and i'm standing here and it's bringing my baby right back to me