The stationmaster looked all around
Along the track both up and down
But the train could not be found
For there was neither sight or sound
There was neither sight or sound
He walked on slowly to the station door
like so many times before
He looked outside into a sunshine beam
Closed his eyes and dreamed a dream
Drifted off into a dream
The winds of change forever blow
Some things stay and some things go
The falling rain must melt the snow
The orangedale whistle will always blow
Years ago throughout this land
That line was laid by able men
But things are changed as time goes by
People drive and people fly
People drive and people fly
The stationmaster is long since gone
He faded off into the sun
But the whistle shrill still lingers on
In the hearts of everyone
Everyday from dusk till dawn
The winds of change forever blow
Some things stay and some things go
The falling rain must melt the snow
The orangedale whistle will always blow
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