The Speeding Train (Live)
Did you see the trains go by?
Did you see the engines that gave me chills?
Did you make fun of your poor classmates?
When you gave up these thrills?
These are the beautiful,
the rose's petal,
the steamship's muscle,
the sleight of hand hustle.
They're the deepest felt,
that do not get questioned.
They're the pure aesthetic
that give us direction.
Like the softest skin,
the thickest grin,
the perfect pitch,
the puppy's chin.
The speeding train,
the arched ceiling,
the curving hip,
the soothing shade.
Do not be afraid
to let it take you
Without jealousy
It's guiltless pleasure
It's freedom to its possessor
Attraction's a treasure
we cannot hold
For the sake of one lover
denies seduction's hold.
I answer to beauty,
not weakness but reason,
not spite but seasons,
not wrong but feelings.
To the softest skin,
to the thickest grin,
to the perfect pitch,
to the puppy's chin.
To the speeding train,
to the arched ceiling,
to the curving hip,
to the soothing shade.
To the softest skin,
to the thickest grin,
to the perfect pitch,
to the puppy's chin.
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
Did you see the engines that gave me chills?
Did you make fun of your poor classmates?
When you gave up these thrills?
These are the beautiful,
the rose's petal,
the steamship's muscle,
the sleight of hand hustle.
They're the deepest felt,
that do not get questioned.
They're the pure aesthetic
that give us direction.
Like the softest skin,
the thickest grin,
the perfect pitch,
the puppy's chin.
The speeding train,
the arched ceiling,
the curving hip,
the soothing shade.
Do not be afraid
to let it take you
Without jealousy
It's guiltless pleasure
It's freedom to its possessor
Attraction's a treasure
we cannot hold
For the sake of one lover
denies seduction's hold.
I answer to beauty,
not weakness but reason,
not spite but seasons,
not wrong but feelings.
To the softest skin,
to the thickest grin,
to the perfect pitch,
to the puppy's chin.
To the speeding train,
to the arched ceiling,
to the curving hip,
to the soothing shade.
To the softest skin,
to the thickest grin,
to the perfect pitch,
to the puppy's chin.
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
To the speeding train...
Credits
Writer(s): Toko Yasuda, Christopher Damien Leo, Neil Patrick O'brien, Brian Christopher Maryansky
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