The Infant King Lyrics - Singles - Nits Bis

(Peters) 

Wheels on steel go rumbling through the night 

Away away they seem to say 

I tip-toe tip-toe through the sleeping train 

An infant king who meets his bride 

My self-reflection in the window pane 

A portrait or a photograph 

Two eyes two ears nose uncertain smile 

A child reflected thousandfold 

Someone said the other day 

The border's closed there's no way in or out 

Pack your bags make up your mind 

You can leave your memories behind 

The water in a river we just crossed 

Reflects a dark and rolling sky 

The train keeps speeding through an endless night 

My mood is changing every mile 

Someone said the other day 

The world is cracking up it's plain to see 

(I) overheard two people say 

Some gold works wonders when you want to go 

This is a portrait not a photograph 

It says a great deal about me 

Two eyes two ears nose uncertain smile 

The infant king is on his way