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Conductor, send my love on the Night Train. I considered freight, but it seemed too impersonal You see, I can\u2019t always reach the people that matter I will admit Stoke the boilers
\nThe Night Train<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nThe fast train.
\nThe sleek black bullet flying straight as a shot train.
\nI want it sent first-class, post-haste
\ndelays notwithstanding
\nno missed connections, signal failures
\nno leaves on the line, and not a flake of the wrong kind of snow
\nbecause I\u2019m sending my love on the Night Train.<\/p>\n
\nasked a courier, but he didn\u2019t handle it properly
\ntried mail, but the postman didn\u2019t understand
\ntried smoke signals, carrier pigeon, message in a bottle
\neven the internet
\nbut in the end I decided on the Night Train
\nbecause the rocking of the carriage is gentle
\nand railway tracks are so much longer than arms.<\/p>\n
\nand if I did I wouldn\u2019t know what to say
\nso I\u2019m sending my love on the Night Train
\nstopping at London, Peterborough, York, Newcastle, Edinburgh
\nBelfast, Stockholm, Bergen, Vilnius-
\n-I\u2019m sorry conductor, you\u2019re just going to have to find a way.
\nAnd I hope you speak English, Welsh, Swedish, Norwegian, Lithuanian, two kinds of Elvish and the Black Speech of Mordor
\nbecause I don\u2019t.
\nThat would be ridiculous.<\/p>\n
\nthere is a lot that could go wrong.
\nI\u2019m sending my love
\nbut it has such a long way to go.
\nIt gets exhausted sometimes
\nit inexcusably can\u2019t be bothered sometimes
\nin fact, it may lose its railcard
\nforget its luggage
\nmisplace its tickets
\n-yes I know it would have been cheaper
\nhad I booked sooner-
\nit might fall asleep
\nmiss its stop
\nmight even get on the wrong train entirely,
\nso be careful with it.<\/p>\n
\nfire the engines
\nblow the whistle
\nand send my love
\non the Night Train.<\/p>\n