“Born on a Train” by Hallucinophonics – A Song Feature

 

     Lyrics that allow for personal interpretation tend to resonate most deeply. Even better are those whose meanings shift with one’s state of mind, granting them a lasting relevance. Thus, the metaphor-laden “Born on a Train” is built for a long shelf life.
 
     If you are born on a train, you are in a state of moving forward, but not necessarily with any control over the travel. In comparison, mom was a freight train, dad was a bus, sister’s a car, and brother’s a truck. There are many possible equally logical interpretations.
 
     Instrumentally, the crystalline guitar establishes the soundscape during the verses. Still, the flute is the attention-grabber. While the guitar carries warmth, the flute is more aligned with the pensive vocals.
 
     Quoting the bio of London-based Hallucinophonics:
  “The band's name reveals its mission: the precise articulation of hallucinogenic experience through sound. Their compositions weave together ethereal textures, progressive architectures, and hypnotic rhythms, exploring themes of consciousness evolution and existential discovery.
  From transcendent space rock anthems to introspective nocturnal transmissions, their music occupies that sacred territory where the cerebral meets the celestial. Hallucinophonics represents a bold new chapter in psychedelic music—an invitation to perceive reality through different frequencies and discover that the most extraordinary journeys often begin with simply closing your eyes and listening.”
 
     “Born on a Train” by Hallucinophonics

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Lyrics of “Born on a Train” by Hallucinophonics (with some best guesses)
“I’m born on a train
And I’ll die on a train
Travelin’ through my veins like heroin
 
My blood is a freight train
Picking up speed
My soul is a slow train

Wandering the reeds
 
My mom was a steam train
My dad was a bus
My sister’s a car
My brother’s a truck
 
We’re rolling through your town
As we’re looking for drugs
We run out of gas
We fill ‘em up
 
Riding through the night
I can’t see the end in sight
Don’t you try to talk me down
I’m on a train
 
I once had a lover
She left me alone
She ran out of gas
So I left her at home
 
So if you should see her
Don’t mention my name
I’ve never been a man
And I’ll always be a train
 
Cause I was born on a train
And I’ll die on a train
I’ll run on your tracks
Like a runaway
 
My blood is a freight train
Picking up speed
My soul is a slow train

Wandering the reeds
 
Riding through the night
I can’t see the end in sight
Don’t you try to talk me down
I’m on a train