Oh, and I guess they'll say I've grown   I know more than I wanted to know   I've said more than I wanted to say      I'm headed home   Yea but I'm not so sure   That home is a place   You can still get to by train      So I'm looking out the window   And I'm drifting off to sleep   With my face pressed up against the pane   With the rhythm of my heart   And the ringing in my ears   It's the rhythm of the southbound train      Oh, well the wind starts to look like her hair   And the clouds in her bright blue eyes   As the sea and the shore fall and rise   Like her breast as she breathes by my side      And the moon is her lips as the sun   Is headed on down to the sea   Like her head as she lays down on me   Until we reach ocean side      Over and over I hear the same refrain   It's the rhythm of my heart   And my sleepy girl's breathing   It's the rhythm of my southbound train      Oh, I suppose they'll say I should've known   Or maybe I'm just feeling old   Like a lawyer with no one to blame      I'm headed home   Yeah but I'm not so sure   Home is a place that'll ever be the same      So we're picking up our things   And we head out in the cold   And your eyes are where you carry the pain   When I hear the whistle weeping   It's crying to the skying   It's the rhythm of the southbound train   It's the rhythm of my southbound train