Night mail rolling, rails humming low
Stamped dreams in every shadow it throws
Whistle cuts through the sodium glow
Carrying hearts that no one else knows
Click-clack answers the moon’s Morse code
Letters of love, of debt, of letting go
Steel skin shivers with the weight of the road
Yet dawn still finds it in silver and snow
Night mail, keep moving, never slow
Night mail, keep moving, never slow