Track Without a Train

By Laura Hutcheson

Verse

Pale and white
Here comes the night
With the morning sun I’ll rise
A sun you will never see

You’ve left this world
Heavy on my back, all my things
Still clatter down the road

Chorus 1

A track without a train
Whistling past the scenery
A song

Verse

Smoke rises, engine burns
Grey plume carries you home
Prairie grass waving from below

You will be on my mind my friend
When I’m alone composing< You will be writing shot gun Chorus 1

Verse

Play your gold guitar
The lead, and what you wore
In velvet shoes I hear the words you’d use

Chorus 2

A track without a train
A landowner without a claim
A songwriter without a song
Whistling past the scenery
Whistling past the memories

Siri Lini – Vocals
Greg Wright – Guitars, Bass, Piano, Keyboards
Mitchell Sosebee – Drums
Jim Combs – Piano
Josie Quick – Violin

Produced by Greg Wright, Jim Combs, & Siri Lini

I lost my long-time songwriting partner to breast cancer. My heart aches for her. She and I had the exact same diagnosis one year apart. I lived. She died. This song is a Requiem of sorts to her.