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The Last Train

from Moquettes by The Pattern Store

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The clouds came to pay
Last respects that spring day
One hundred and score years would see
The trains roll into history
Coaches normally
As empty as you'll see
Were groaning at the seams
For the final trip into their dreams

We don't know what we have
Before the lifting of the tracks
Remorse arrived too late
This last train's not coming back

Where once the coaches rolled
The young trees turn to gold
Bridges rust in country lanes
As grassy platforms face the rain
No steam or DMU
Will trace this trail anew
But Beeching's ghosts will slumber on
As history has proved him wrong

[bridge]
The signals we have missed
The branches pruned too soon
The traffic waits in line
The whistle calls the tune

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from Moquettes, released December 1, 2014
Written by Tim Walker

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60s-tinged English-ish guitar pop, with anachronistic elements and a pinch of whimsy. Think Beatles, Kinks, Bonzo Dog Band, Kevin Ayers, Cleaners From Venus, etc.

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