| Song | Country from the Dome Car |
| Artist | Brooke Miller |
| Album | You Can See Everything |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Miller | |
| Bring down the rain bring out the ghosts | |
| It's twenty-five degrees out on the West Coast | |
| Every thing's in bloom there and I don't care | |
| I've been thinking about leaving too | |
| You pack as little as you can 'cause that's what you do | |
| You put everything in storage and give the dog to mom | |
| She wouldn't mind there's a big back field | |
| A long time ago they stopped turning yield | |
| You should see the view there from up on the hill | |
| I fell in love with the train last week and everyone there | |
| I got the scent of everyone's laughter in my hair | |
| We watched the landscapes click by hell I was the engineer | |
| I saw the country from the dome car and I was outta here | |
| By night we traveled slow, by day we went fast | |
| And no one checked to see where we were on the map | |
| You knew you hit the prairies and you knew why | |
| You take a deep breath and hold it in | |
| And every deep breath seems to quiet the din | |
| You forget about the time zones, there are none out there | |
| Home for the reckless home for the race | |
| It's home for a moment of time and space | |
| You lose all your sleep when the playing is done | |
| You learn the rails and you're learning on the tracks | |
| Someone tells a story of an old steam back | |
| And a village comes together seven coaches long |
| zuo qu : Miller | |
| Bring down the rain bring out the ghosts | |
| It' s twentyfive degrees out on the West Coast | |
| Every thing' s in bloom there and I don' t care | |
| I' ve been thinking about leaving too | |
| You pack as little as you can ' cause that' s what you do | |
| You put everything in storage and give the dog to mom | |
| She wouldn' t mind there' s a big back field | |
| A long time ago they stopped turning yield | |
| You should see the view there from up on the hill | |
| I fell in love with the train last week and everyone there | |
| I got the scent of everyone' s laughter in my hair | |
| We watched the landscapes click by hell I was the engineer | |
| I saw the country from the dome car and I was outta here | |
| By night we traveled slow, by day we went fast | |
| And no one checked to see where we were on the map | |
| You knew you hit the prairies and you knew why | |
| You take a deep breath and hold it in | |
| And every deep breath seems to quiet the din | |
| You forget about the time zones, there are none out there | |
| Home for the reckless home for the race | |
| It' s home for a moment of time and space | |
| You lose all your sleep when the playing is done | |
| You learn the rails and you' re learning on the tracks | |
| Someone tells a story of an old steam back | |
| And a village comes together seven coaches long |
| zuò qǔ : Miller | |
| Bring down the rain bring out the ghosts | |
| It' s twentyfive degrees out on the West Coast | |
| Every thing' s in bloom there and I don' t care | |
| I' ve been thinking about leaving too | |
| You pack as little as you can ' cause that' s what you do | |
| You put everything in storage and give the dog to mom | |
| She wouldn' t mind there' s a big back field | |
| A long time ago they stopped turning yield | |
| You should see the view there from up on the hill | |
| I fell in love with the train last week and everyone there | |
| I got the scent of everyone' s laughter in my hair | |
| We watched the landscapes click by hell I was the engineer | |
| I saw the country from the dome car and I was outta here | |
| By night we traveled slow, by day we went fast | |
| And no one checked to see where we were on the map | |
| You knew you hit the prairies and you knew why | |
| You take a deep breath and hold it in | |
| And every deep breath seems to quiet the din | |
| You forget about the time zones, there are none out there | |
| Home for the reckless home for the race | |
| It' s home for a moment of time and space | |
| You lose all your sleep when the playing is done | |
| You learn the rails and you' re learning on the tracks | |
| Someone tells a story of an old steam back | |
| And a village comes together seven coaches long |