The Band's name "Train" was chosen in context of the verb:
Teach or Practice: To instruct someone in a job, or to practice and exercise to build fitness or skill
https://www.theguardian.com/music/article/2024/may/23/charlie-colin-train-band-bassist-death-cause-age-58-slipping-in-shower
Idaho
https://youtu.be/ffZPaPisgWY?is=cnrlh5ayhizDbRJ3
Texas are you my friend?
You live so close to the end
Texas are you my friend?
Because I'm afraid of you
Hey Maine, hey, you're a little too high for me
And FLA you're just a little too low
D.C. you want to be the end of me
I think I'm moving to Idaho
I ain't afraid of you
I ain't afraid of you
Ooo, people all on the outside looking in
Mother Nature shakes, what then, what then
Ooo, people all on the outside looking through
She'll shake you to Idaho, that's what she'll do, yeah
Hoo, hoo Carolina brother you make me crawl under the covers
I just can't get myself to go, oh no
Hey Joe I see your name too, but there is nothing that they can do
I think I'm moving to Idaho
I ain't afraid of you
I ain't afraid of you
Ooo, people all on the outside looking in
Mother Nature shakes, what then, what then
Ooo, people all on the outside looking through
She'll shake you to Idaho, that's what she'll do, yeah
Swaying
https://youtu.be/TVxYbYacjyc?is=s3Wf_8euRJz2j8yN
Don't talk too fast to me, slow, I wanna know
Share your philosophy before you go, I wanna know
If I knew better, I wouldn't want to say
If I knew better, I wouldn't let the words feel this way
Cold, so cold, like I woke up on the street
Isn't that the payback for being indiscreet
If I knew better, I'd climb up on my ego like a child
If I knew better, I'd knock down the flag
On your shoulder that's swaying
If I knew better, I wouldn't change a thing
So don't you talk too fast to me, slow, I wanna know
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
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Written on 2026-08-08 at 20:01
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Teach or Practice: To instruct someone in a job, or to practice and exercise to build fitness or skill
When "Train" was still Rock [the old stuff!]
Sadly, Charlie, their bass player, had a drug abuse problem. He died in a shower accident in 2024 while house-sitting in Brussels, Belgium. Sounds suspicious to me. I don't believe the story given. Sketchy. I really liked this group when they first started before they went from Rock to Pop. Their early songs are really good.https://www.theguardian.com/music/article/2024/may/23/charlie-colin-train-band-bassist-death-cause-age-58-slipping-in-shower
Idaho
https://youtu.be/ffZPaPisgWY?is=cnrlh5ayhizDbRJ3
Texas are you my friend?
You live so close to the end
Texas are you my friend?
Because I'm afraid of you
Hey Maine, hey, you're a little too high for me
And FLA you're just a little too low
D.C. you want to be the end of me
I think I'm moving to Idaho
I ain't afraid of you
I ain't afraid of you
Ooo, people all on the outside looking in
Mother Nature shakes, what then, what then
Ooo, people all on the outside looking through
She'll shake you to Idaho, that's what she'll do, yeah
Hoo, hoo Carolina brother you make me crawl under the covers
I just can't get myself to go, oh no
Hey Joe I see your name too, but there is nothing that they can do
I think I'm moving to Idaho
I ain't afraid of you
I ain't afraid of you
Ooo, people all on the outside looking in
Mother Nature shakes, what then, what then
Ooo, people all on the outside looking through
She'll shake you to Idaho, that's what she'll do, yeah
Swaying
https://youtu.be/TVxYbYacjyc?is=s3Wf_8euRJz2j8yN
Don't talk too fast to me, slow, I wanna know
Share your philosophy before you go, I wanna know
If I knew better, I wouldn't want to say
If I knew better, I wouldn't let the words feel this way
Cold, so cold, like I woke up on the street
Isn't that the payback for being indiscreet
If I knew better, I'd climb up on my ego like a child
If I knew better, I'd knock down the flag
On your shoulder that's swaying
If I knew better, I wouldn't change a thing
So don't you talk too fast to me, slow, I wanna know
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
Read 10 times
Written on 2026-08-08 at 20:01
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