The Train Is Comin

by Kevin Davis · Gospel/Christian › Worship · Made with Riffusion · 0 plays

The story behind this song

Because the train? It’s not just a symbol. It’s Jesus — not coming in thunder this time, but in mercy, rolling through the night like He’s been looking for us all along. The whistle? That’s grace breaking through. The names we buried — the ones we thought were too far gone — He’s calling them back. And the man by the water tower? He’s not just any wanderer — he’s us, when we’ve run so long we forget who we even were. But the whistle cuts through. And He doesn’t say, “You’re late.” He says, “There’s room.” And that line — “No locked door can hold the morning” — that’s resurrection language. It’s not just hope. It’s proof. The night can’t win. The chains do give way. And the welcome isn’t earned — it’s already waiting. So yeah — it’s not just a train. It’s the Kingdom coming, and it’s not stopping.

Style

Outlaw, Christian, Rock, Gospel

Lyrics

There’s a whistle on the county line And dust lifting off the road Mama’s hands are folded tight While the porch boards take the load I hear the iron singing nearer Through the fields we thought were still And the names we buried years ago Come rolling past the hill [Pre-Chorus] No locked door can hold the morning No long night can turn it back Hear the wheels come through the valley Hear the promise on the track [Chorus] The train is coming, raise your eyes A mercy moving through the night The lost come home, the chains give way The train is coming—make a place Oh, make a place [Verse 2] There’s a man beside the water tower With a letter in his coat He’s been running from the truth so long He forgot the words he wrote But the whistle cuts the silence But the whistle cuts the silence And the old guilt leaves his face He steps down from the shadows And walks toward grace [Pre-Chorus] No locked door can hold the morning No long night can turn it back Hear the wheels come through the valley Hear the promise on the track [Chorus] The train is coming, raise your eyes A mercy moving through the night The lost come home, the chains give way The train is coming—make a place Oh, make a place [Bridge] When the ground shakes under all we carried When the last excuse gives out There is room for every weary traveler There is welcome, there is welcome now [Final Chorus] The train is coming, raise your eyes A mercy moving through the night The lost come home, the chains give way The train is coming—make a place The train is coming, hear the call There’s room enough for one and all The lost come home, the chains give way The train is coming—make a place Oh, make a place [Outro] Make a place The train is coming