This Train Won't Stop Lyrics - Steve Winwood

In the city streets where I was born 

People bowed their heads from dusk till dawn 

Never realized the potential of their lives 

Till the reaper came to cut the corn 

Some were born to live a life of ease, never knowing suffering or disease 

Till that final day when judgment comes their way, then they fall down on their knees and pray 

This train won't stop ... till we reach the end of the line 

In the golden fields of yesterday where the children used to laugh and play 

You can hear the sound of hammer breaking steel 

When you take more than you give it never heals 

I can see it rolling 'cross the sky on the holy mountains where eagles cry 

Far from earth below where poisoned rivers flow where I'm free to let my soul and spirit fly 

This train won't stop ... till we reach the end of the line 

And will the road find it, and will the soul guide you down 

When will we really see that higher love, when we reach the end of our lives 

This train won't stop ... till we reach the end of the line 

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