Peculiar Noise Called Train Director Lyrics

if i'm heading out
i want to take with me
(a month of golden sundays)
if we're going out
should we bring a map?
or should we lose ourselves in meaning
where we are - in the blink of an eye
you get several meanings

if you come back down
be sure to hear the sound
(of xylophones gently breathing)
where we are - in the blink of an eye
you get several meanings

do you question what's in sight
as the sun is setting
as the airplane hits boundaries
a waterfall fell on an optical atlas
what was remains the same
it took up residence
with a peculiar noise called "train director"