Trains, Trains, Trains

It's an elusive and attractive thing, the train metaphor.  I bend to you and to you and to you.  My inner self acquiesces.

Suede // Modern Boys // Sci-Fi Lullabies// 1997
Come unto me my sickly thing
We could lie on the rails
But to really win
We'll just drive away, drive away 



Soul Asylum // Runaway Train // Grave Dancers Union // 1992

Can you help me remember how to smile?
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded?
Life's mysteries seem so faded



This person would turn anyone homicidal.   Did I mention I've nicknamed my boss Satan's Barbie?