Seeing the Ocean

We're riding on a ghost train In the dead of night We can't see where we're going With our eyes open wide And when the morning comes Will be like seeing the ocean We're bolting forward trying To hold on tight Not thinking of what's coming Or what we left behind And when the morning comes It will be like seeing the ocean After the longest time And feel the sun on our skin We're looking for something that got lost And when we find it we'll know what it was The tempest's on a slow wane And we're safe inside The tracks seem never-ending But we may just be alright And when the morning comes Will be like seeing the ocean After the longest time And feel the sun on our skin And when a new day dawns Will be like seeing the ocean After the longest time And feel the sun on our skin