Plains

I was listening to the trains

I was up all night

And something glistened in the strange

Blood diffuse light

My friend was missing

And I was ghost

I was flame, I was bright

I was listening to the trains

I was up all night

Oh, James

You've got no reason to stay

In these plains

I was racing against time

With this friend of mine

Collapsing just before

We reached the end of the line

He was lifting diamonds straight

Straight was cold, cold was black

And black was glistening

All the night the sound remained

Oh, James

You've got no reason to stay

In these plains

These plains

Are barren and hateful to rain

And what remains

Is the sound of trains