I'm sittin' in the railway station,
got a ticket for my destinatoin.
Mmm, on a tour of one night stands,
my suitcase and guitar in hand
and every stop is neatly planned
for a poet and a one man band.

Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound.
Home, where my thought's escaping,
home, where my music's playing,
home, where my love lies waitin'
silently for me.

Everyday's an endless stream
of cigarettes and magazines.
And each town looks the same to me
the movies and the factories.
And every stranger's face I see
reminds me that I long to be

Homeward bound,
I wish I was homeward bound.
Home, where my thought's escaping,
home, where my music's playing,
home, where my love lies waitin'
silently for me.

Tonight I'll sing my songs again.
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all of my words come back to me
in shades of mediocrity
like emptiness in harmony.
I need someone to comfort me.

("Homeward Bound", song by Simon &Garfunkel)

just comes to my mind always when i think about trains
(or when i dont know how to comment a photo like this one)

enjoy!