The walls are built up stone by stone The fields divided one by one
And the train conductor says Take a break, driver 8 Driver 8, take a break We've been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says Take a break, driver 8 Driver 8, take a break We can reach our destination But it's still a ways away But it's still a ways away
I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm The power lines have floaters so the airplanes won't get snagged Bells are ringing through the town again Children look up, all they hear is sky-blue bells ringing
And the train conductor says Take a break, driver 8 Driver 8, take a break We can reach our destination But it's still a ways away But it's still a ways away But it's still a ways away But it's still a ways away
A way to shield the hated heat A way to put myself to sleep A way to shield the hated heat A way to put myself, my children to sleep
He piloted this song in a plane like that one She is selling faith on the Go Tell Crusade Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent, hear the bells ring again The field of wheat is looking thin
And the train conductor says Take a break, driver 8 Driver 8, take a break We've been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says Take a break, driver 8 Driver 8, take a break We can reach our destination But it's still a ways away But it's still a ways away But it's still a ways away But it's still a ways awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
