This is my new release and celebrates the history of the railway station and it's intricate historic involvement in intrigue love and romance.
I read an interview in the Yorkshire Post with a young woman who was explaining how humdrum and depressing each of her days felt especially in the cold, dark days of an English Winter. She lived in the beautiful resort of Scarborough and travelled to an office in Hull by train each day. I was left feeling there must be millions like her too and felt sorry. So then ideas for this song crept into my head and from then on the story took on a chronology of it's own.
. . 'and as captains of our planetary craft we'll play Sinatra for a tune' . .
lyrics
She combs her hair each morning looking for her shoes
Reaching for the radio to get the morning news
She takes the same train from Scarborough Station
Reaching for the radio to get the morning news
She takes the same train from Scarborough Station
