Will Cookson - Dream On The GNER lyrics

We speed through our own ways through our own time that won't turn back And we fall to our futures like the leaves fall on the track The rain beats the window as we whistle through the moor And spires hide behind hills that roll like waves upon the shore The trees make you wonder how the birds know where to fly And the streams will carry water until the oceans run dry The wind moves the wheat fields as the houses hurry by And wires thread the pylons to feed the cities down the line The train makes its own way through the valleys of weathered stone And I'll run alongside forever until I find my way home