The White Birch - Your Spain lyrics

You swung my feet to the melody Of the train To show me the shades about to fall Still moving You brought me down To the majesty Of your Spain To prove some things will stand Some things will fall Moving And I was your king abroad We danced all night to feel the pull Of the chain To try on the fate 'bout fall With morning I woke up to the majesty Of your Spain Some things will stand Some things will fall With morning And I'll be okay, and proud Some things will stand Some things will fall Moving