Twilight Train To KnoWhere
Scott Radosevich did an amazing organ solo. The song would not be complete without it. Magnificent.
This song started out as an exercize in beat making with loops back in the day. I had never constructed songs with any loops although I had lots of clients who used them. When Apple bought Logic from Emagic and added it to their arsenal of production apps, they incorporated Apple loops into a loop library. I thought it would be fun messing around with them. So I created about 10 little compositions just for the heck of it. This one for some reason felt cooler. It always gave me a feeling a traveling on a train somewhere. I decided to add lyrics to it. I came up with the lyrical idea of escaping our homeland because home had become unrecognizable after centuries of mismanagement and the loss of common sense. As my father used to say ‘Where’s your common sense' to which I really had no answer because at the time I had none. Now that I am older, I am asking the same question. I guess its beyond reason's edge.
Who can we save?
In those early days when victory was young
We bled our debt for everything that we had won
But as the days had passed and memories grew long
We became what we fought so hard to overcome
It was so long ago,
Our path to freedom was made all our own
Construed this world to the edge of where we know
A grand beginning - a place to grow
On that Twilight Train to KnoWhere
For our children we have bled
On that Twilight Train to KnoWhere
Protecting Hope saving Reason’s Edge
So now we gather on the very edge of our land
Well past the common sense of everything that we have known
Took for granted all the comforts of our home
Ignorance in charge, Sanity dethroned
We all are to blame
For the fighting on the eve of our demise
Our only option’s the last rail called Hope
To where we go, Conscience is the prize
On that Twilight Train to KnoWhere
For our freedom we must pay
On the Twilight Train to KnoWhere
Riding Hope Beyond Reason’s Edge.
So who can we save?
Our sisters, our neighbors, our brothers?
What was real? Was it the path we shared?
Looking back, it was each other
On that Twilight Train to KnoWhere
For our freedom we must pay
On that Twilight Train to KnoWhere
Riding Hope Beyond Reason’s Edge.
© Douglas Tomooka