[Verse] The rails hum low beneath the moon’s pale eye, Dust and stars in a slow descent. One last song before the dark takes hold— Your name still echoes down the wire, bent. [Pre-Chorus] Fog rolls in like a whispered lie, And the wind remembers what I can't forget. [Chorus] Oh, the whistle sings your name through the plain, Through the silence, through the rain. Every note a ghost, a fading thread— A love left behind on the tracks we said. The whistle sings, the world turns slow, And I’m still where we used to go. [Verse] Your coat was folded on the seat, still warm, Like the breath you left in the dawn. The engine roars with a heartless sound, But your voice lives in the rolling ground. [Pre-Chorus] Time folds back like old train tracks, And I’m not sure where I belong. [Chorus] Oh, the whistle sings your name through the plain, Through the silence, through the rain. Every note a ghost, a fading thread— A love left behind on the tracks we said. The whistle sings, the world turns slow, And I’m still where we used to go. [Bridge] No ticket, no fare, no place to stay, Just the echoes of a long goodbye. The rails stretch on to an endless sky— And I’m still waiting, just passing by. [Chorus] Oh, the whistle sings your name through the plain, Through the silence, through the rain. Every note a ghost, a fading thread— A love left behind on the tracks we said. The whistle sings, the world turns slow, And I’m still where we used to go. [Outro] The whistle sings… Still sings… Still sings…