PASSENGER TRAIN FROM 1940S HEADING WEST...
If only i could go back in time and ride this unknown westbound train to where the oranges grew in the groves, ride it up the coast along the pacific where one could see the movie stars waving and welcoming everyone to where it was at, on up through where the grapes were no longer tainted with wrath, where the nation was so innocent still and on the eve of what would forever change this nation more than anything before or since...
PASSENGER TRAIN FROM 1940S HEADING WEST...
If only i could go back in time and ride this unknown westbound train to where the oranges grew in the groves, ride it up the coast along the pacific where one could see the movie stars waving and welcoming everyone to where it was at, on up through where the grapes were no longer tainted with wrath, where the nation was so innocent still and on the eve of what would forever change this nation more than anything before or since...