I’m pulling this train
Through the dust
The engine and transmission
Have gone to rust
Your burdens make
You whine and moan
But this weight fills
My vacant bones
And the rattle of the rails is the only hymn
That still gets under my skin
That Sisyphus
Got nothing on me
I’ll roll this stock
Until I’m free
Grease the rails
With oil and honey
I do this for love
Not for money
And the rattle of the rails is the only hymn
That still gets under my skin
Asked the desert
For a vision
In the distance
Water glistened
Can’t quench my thirst
At any station
The journey is
My destination
And the rattle of the rails is the only hymn
That still gets under my skin
Progressive folk-rock with Wanda Perkins's gorgeous vocals and Ethan Foote's compelling compositions and string arrangements. Eric Agner and Nancy Rost
The latest album by Phill Reynolds, a project of Italian singer Silva Martino Cantele, takes listeners on an Americana-fueled musical ride. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2022