e a ouvir o regresso da chuva lá fora recorda-se cá dentro outro nocturno mais-que-perfeito de daniel lanois, 
que me tem acompanhado desde sempre e teve o condão de tornar mais suaves os momentos mais duros

Union station, tombstone high


No more tears, this fountain dry


Nameless faces, just headlines


We don't ride that train no more

No resistance, turn my head


They could go out East instead


Newfoundland, land of my father


I don't ride your train no more

Cold steel shining, Battle Creek


Eyes are heavy, rain and sea


Massey-Ferguson memories


Don't ride that train no more

Hey, there captain, is that you


Could you tell me, tell me what to do


I've been twenty years on that Soo line


Now we don't ride your train no more

Smoke rises from the face of sand


Dreams about, dreams of beaver dams


Sam can't hear quite like he used to


Tell them why we don't ride no more

Hey, Pierre Trudeau oh, where are you?


My friend to lead us through


These hard times, oh so much confusion


I don't hear your train no more