| Lyrics: | Inspiration, move me brightly. Light the song with sense and color;
Hold away despair, more
than this I will not ask.
Faced with mysteries dark and vast, statements just seem vain at
last.
Some rise, some fall, some climb, to get to Terrapin.
Counting stars by
candlelight, all are dim but one is bright;
The spiral light of Venus, rising first and shining
best,
On, from the northwest corner, of a brand new crescent moon,
While crickets and
cicadas sing, a rare and different tune,
Terrapin Station.
In the shadow of the
moon, Terrapin Station.
And I know we'll get there soon, Terrapin Station.
I can't figure
out, Terrapin, if it's the end or beginning, Terrapin,
But the train's put it's brakes on,
Terrapin,
And the whistle is screaming, TERRAPIN |
