[Verse] Morning light through the glass, Whispers low, the moments pass. Footsteps fade on empty tracks, A gentle hum, no turning back. [Pre-Chorus] Silver rails and fading dreams, Hold me close in quiet scenes. [Chorus] Sing soft, sing slow, Voices rise where the cold winds blow. Hearts in tune, under this sky, The train station choir says goodbye. Sing soft, sing slow, Let the melody lead where we go. Peace in sound as the wheels align, Together here before the time. [Verse] Bags are packed, but here we stay, Notes drift out, then float away. Every song a tender thread, Woven tight before we head. [Pre-Chorus] Silver rails and fading dreams, Hold me close in quiet scenes. [Chorus] Sing soft, sing slow, Voices rise where the cold winds blow. Hearts in tune, under this sky, The train station choir says goodbye. Sing soft, sing slow, Let the melody lead where we go. Peace in sound as the wheels align, Together here before the time. [Bridge] And when the whistle calls our names, We carry warmth through moving frames. Though the distance pulls apart, This song will stay inside our hearts. [Chorus] Sing soft, sing slow, Voices rise where the cold winds blow. Hearts in tune, under this sky, The train station choir says goodbye. Sing soft, sing slow, Let the melody lead where we go. Peace in sound as the wheels align, Together here before the time. [Outro] Softly fading, quiet and clear, The choir’s song lingers near. Hold this moment, hold this sound, Till the next time we’re all found.