"Backs of Trains" lyrics

Eyes well up with tears
As our hopes become our fears
And the stairs of opportunity start ascending
You're sure you've never felt so unsure
Silk transforms to cheap valuer
Your momentary wondering's become the air you breathe
If you break patterns of thought
And forget the things you sought
You'd see the puddles are only oceans if you believe them
The winged trees can taste your pleas
They want to bring you to your knees
With their majesty and apparent ease
They can be ignored

Now you're going away
Things will never be the same
Now you're going away
Everybody feels this way
Because the backs of trains
The backs of trains
You know, the backs of trains
They all
They all look the same
They all look the same

I can't believe the ferryman said our money's no-good
The ferryman's dead
The truth is money is useless if you don't have pockets
Can't the trains all stop at once and change direction
Just enough so the world no longer spins in any direction?
With no direction there's no hope
No reason for anyone to know
The beginning nor the end of any story
And Saturn's rings are made of dust
We trust we know enough to know
The pictures from our cameras, they're like gods to us
The insides of our eyes reflect our lives, reflect our minds
And we only stop to look inside when we are sleeping

So now you're going away
Things will never be the same
So now you're going away
Everybody feels this way
Because the backs of trains
The backs of trains
You know, the backs of trains
They all
They all
They all
They all look the same
They all look the same
They all look the same
They all look the same