Here Comes a City

Just pulled out of a train station we're moving sideways I'm sitting here with three other people in the carriage Passing churches, passing stations, a bustling complex I see a sequence 22 rivers out my window Pushing you away from me Pushing you away from me The skyscrapers the cloud scratchers The sandwich maker the trollycar pusher Pushing you away from me Pushing you away from me Etterzhausen, Frankfurt Central, here comes a city And why do people who read Dostoevsky always look like Dostoevsky? A crowded train, a silent night The country's black and the cities are bright On this flight, through the night On this flight, historic night