They grew up in the shadow of the armory   Land of freedom right out their back door   Brothers near the middle of the century   One of them had to go and fight the war   Somebody had to go and fight the war   And the train goes...      So he left upon the rails toward Ohiopyle   Youghiogheny flows around the bend   He told his mother someday he'd be coming home   The medals shine and the stars never end   But nobody counts on scars that never mend   And the train goes...      Cast iron wheels go hungry in the fields   Searching for that silver line a long, long way to go   Cast iron hearts go hungry for spare parts   Searching for a hand to hold on late night radio      He flew missions out of London into Germany   In letters she read once then locked away   With a picture of him smiling at the armory   The colors in that flag all washed away   It's just black and white and a hundred shades of gray   And the train goes...      That's the way it goes