The Whistle Still Calls

We met beneath the schoolyard sun,

Two friends who didn't know what we'd become,

Four years passed like a railway line,

And every memory still feels like mine.

Then one day you had to go,

A different school, a different road,

But even when the distance grew,

I never stopped remembering you.

And every time I hear that whistle call,

I swear I see those days again,

Some memories never really leave,

They just wait around the bend.

So if our tracks meet again,

I'll be waiting there, my friend,

With 3801 rolling by,

And all those years will disappear tonight.

We may have travelled different ways,

But I'll remember all those days,

And if I get to see you once again,

I'll tell you how much you meant to me, my friend.

You showed me trains, and I fell in love,

With every engine and the rails below,

Trainz became our little world,

And somehow those memories still glow.

Now I'm building something just for you,

A railway made from what we knew,

And somewhere on that digital line,

3801 will run one more time.

Maybe Steamfest will bring us back,

Two old friends standing by the track,

No perfect words, no grand goodbye,

Just "Mate, it's good to see you" and a smile.

And maybe we'll laugh like nothing changed,

Talk about trains like back in those days,

Because some friendships don't disappear,

They wait until the right time brings them near.

So if our tracks meet again,

I'll be waiting there, my friend,

With 3801 beneath the sky,

And four years of memories coming back to life.

Whatever roads we're travelling on,

I'll remember where our friendship began,

And if our tracks meet again someday,

I'll be grateful you were part of my journey all the way.

Until that day, I'll carry on,

Through every station, every song,

And when that whistle fills the air,

I'll remember you were once right there.

Our tracks may run apart for now,

But I'll never forget us somehow.

Until our journeys meet again,

I'll always remember you, my friend.