| Song | This Train Still Runs |
| Artist | Janis Ian |
| Album | Breaking Silence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ian, Leary | |
| I felt a rumble in my heart, | |
| Over the mountains, | |
| As the engine ate the spark, | |
| Spitting out the miles. | |
| Times when I tried to jump the track, | |
| Weight of the world upon my back. | |
| Still, after all is said and done, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| It doesn't matter where it's gone, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| And though the baggage weighs a ton, | |
| We carry on. | |
| Nothing is forever young and I'm not done. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| I had a friend I left behind, | |
| Back at the station, | |
| We used to burn the power lines, | |
| Racing with the wind. | |
| But time has the manners of a thief. | |
| Young love turns bittersweet. | |
| Still we keep the lantern hung. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| It doesn't matter where it's gone, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| And though the baggage weighs a ton, | |
| We carry on. | |
| No one is forever young and we're not done. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| [Short instrumental break.] | |
| Got a ticket in my pocket and I'm ready to ride. | |
| Got a motor rolling over to an easy glide. | |
| I'm gonna travel on the gravel to the other side, | |
| Sure as a baby love the teat, | |
| Sure as a high heel on concrete, | |
| Sure as the songs I've left unsung, | |
| This train will run. | |
| It doesn't matter where it's gone, | |
| This train will run. | |
| And we will carry on. | |
| No one is forever young, I'm not done. | |
| This train still runs. |
| zuo ci : Ian, Leary | |
| I felt a rumble in my heart, | |
| Over the mountains, | |
| As the engine ate the spark, | |
| Spitting out the miles. | |
| Times when I tried to jump the track, | |
| Weight of the world upon my back. | |
| Still, after all is said and done, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| It doesn' t matter where it' s gone, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| And though the baggage weighs a ton, | |
| We carry on. | |
| Nothing is forever young and I' m not done. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| I had a friend I left behind, | |
| Back at the station, | |
| We used to burn the power lines, | |
| Racing with the wind. | |
| But time has the manners of a thief. | |
| Young love turns bittersweet. | |
| Still we keep the lantern hung. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| It doesn' t matter where it' s gone, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| And though the baggage weighs a ton, | |
| We carry on. | |
| No one is forever young and we' re not done. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| Short instrumental break. | |
| Got a ticket in my pocket and I' m ready to ride. | |
| Got a motor rolling over to an easy glide. | |
| I' m gonna travel on the gravel to the other side, | |
| Sure as a baby love the teat, | |
| Sure as a high heel on concrete, | |
| Sure as the songs I' ve left unsung, | |
| This train will run. | |
| It doesn' t matter where it' s gone, | |
| This train will run. | |
| And we will carry on. | |
| No one is forever young, I' m not done. | |
| This train still runs. |
| zuò cí : Ian, Leary | |
| I felt a rumble in my heart, | |
| Over the mountains, | |
| As the engine ate the spark, | |
| Spitting out the miles. | |
| Times when I tried to jump the track, | |
| Weight of the world upon my back. | |
| Still, after all is said and done, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| It doesn' t matter where it' s gone, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| And though the baggage weighs a ton, | |
| We carry on. | |
| Nothing is forever young and I' m not done. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| I had a friend I left behind, | |
| Back at the station, | |
| We used to burn the power lines, | |
| Racing with the wind. | |
| But time has the manners of a thief. | |
| Young love turns bittersweet. | |
| Still we keep the lantern hung. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| It doesn' t matter where it' s gone, | |
| This train still runs. | |
| And though the baggage weighs a ton, | |
| We carry on. | |
| No one is forever young and we' re not done. | |
| This train still runs. | |
| Short instrumental break. | |
| Got a ticket in my pocket and I' m ready to ride. | |
| Got a motor rolling over to an easy glide. | |
| I' m gonna travel on the gravel to the other side, | |
| Sure as a baby love the teat, | |
| Sure as a high heel on concrete, | |
| Sure as the songs I' ve left unsung, | |
| This train will run. | |
| It doesn' t matter where it' s gone, | |
| This train will run. | |
| And we will carry on. | |
| No one is forever young, I' m not done. | |
| This train still runs. |