The Golden Age of Steam - Steve Hackett

作词：Steve Hackett

作曲：Steve Hackett

12 years old in Amsterdam in 1939

A blue-eyed boy my clean complexion always got me by

A boy with real potential sold secrets by the score

Where refugees were hiding I'd just point out the doors

In the golden age of steam I learned those German songs

I had to stay alive there was no right or wrong

In the golden age of steam

The fatherland was rising the world would hear the roar

Both sides fed and trusted me in 1944

Trains ran on time those days oiling the machine

Smoke rose up like serpents I was barely seventeen

In the golden age of steam

It's over now but not somehow

I was a hero then to many men

Switzerland was a short ride for an eager blond haired boy

With a silver smile and loaded with jewellery to enjoy

Maybe one day they'll come for me they'll take me from my bed

A soldier of fortune that's what my passport read

In the golden age of steam

In the golden age of steam

In the golden age of steam