Brooke Miller Country From The Dome Car Lyrics

Country From The Dome Car Lyrics

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