Riding home on a train
I pass Washington D.C.
It's anything from plain
I appreciate its beauty

Headlights and skyscrapers
As I look down
Street lights and traffic layers
Are really quite profound

But slowly I notice
When I look to the sky
Pollution has all the stars enfolded
And I'm wondering why

Riding home on a train
I pass Culpeper County
There are marvelous plains
I appreciate its beauty

Shooting stars and planets
As I look to the heavens
At the places probes have landed
And it's hardly past seven

But slowly I notice
When I look to the street
Darkness has the quiet place enfolded
And I wonder why the place sleeps