Train Leaves Here This Morning by The Eagles is a quietly profound song steeped in a sense of gentle melancholy, confusion, and the poignant uncertainty of life’s unexpected departures. It speaks of bad luck, misunderstood intentions, and the unsettling feeling of being adrift, unsure of where one is headed. The recurring image of the train serves as a powerful metaphor for an unknown future, a journey undertaken not necessarily by choice but by a confluence of circumstances, leaving the traveler in a state of resigned anticipation.
This beautifully understated track is one of the gems from the Eagles’ 1972 self-titled debut album, Eagles. What makes it particularly interesting in the band’s catalogue is its songwriting origins. It was co-written by Bernie Leadon, one of the founding Eagles members, and Gene Clark, a highly influential figure in American music, best known as a founding member of The Byrds. This collaboration firmly roots Train Leaves Here This Morning in the rich soil of folk-rock and country-rock traditions that The Byrds helped pioneer and that the early Eagles would further popularize. The song’s introspective mood and lyrical ambiguity are characteristic of Clark’s style, blended seamlessly with Eagles’ emerging harmonies and instrumental prowess. It’s a song that doesn’t shout its sorrows but rather whispers them, inviting listeners into a shared space of quiet contemplation.
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Ten Points Lost: The Caprice of Fate and Blind Alleys
The song opens with a distinct sense of being wronged by circumstance, a feeling of being penalized by life without clear cause: “I lost ten points just for being in the right place / At exactly the wrong time.” This line immediately establishes a theme of misfortune and the arbitrary nature of fate. The “ten points” could be a literal reference to a game or a metaphorical representation of a setback – a loss of status, opportunity, or emotional well-being. The irony of being “in the right place at exactly the wrong time” underscores a feeling of powerlessness, where good intentions or correct positioning are negated by unfortunate timing. It’s a universal sentiment of being caught in the crosshairs of bad luck.
This sense of bewilderment is amplified by the following lines: “I looked right at the facts there, but I may as well / Have been completely blind.” Here, the narrator grapples with an inability to comprehend the situation despite having all the apparent information. The “facts” offer no clarity, suggesting that the truth of the matter is elusive, or that the emotional impact of the event has rendered rational understanding impossible. This “blindness” is not necessarily a lack of intelligence, but rather a profound disorientation, a state where logic fails to provide comfort or explanation. It paints a picture of someone trying to make sense of a disorienting experience, only to find themselves more lost, setting the stage for the chorus’s weary acceptance of solitude and an unknown path.
A Faltering Contract and a Lingering Doubt
The chorus introduces the physical act of departure and the central metaphor of the train: “So if you see me walking all alone / Don’t look back, I’m just on my way back home / And there’s a train, leaves here this morning / And I don’t know what I might be on.” The solitary walk signifies a retreat, perhaps a return to a familiar place or state of mind (“home”), though “home” might also be an ironic term for a place of resignation rather than comfort. The request “don’t look back” could be a plea for privacy, a desire to avoid pity, or a statement that the past is now irrelevant. The train itself is the agent of change, its imminent departure a certainty. Yet, the narrator’s uncertainty about “what I might be on” speaks volumes. It’s not just about the physical train car but about the destination, the purpose, and the very nature of the journey ahead.
The second verse delves into what seems to be a failed romantic commitment, adding another layer to the narrator’s disillusionment: “She signed me to a contract / Baby said it would all be so life long.” The “contract” metaphor for a relationship suggests a bond that was meant to be binding and enduring, perhaps even formalized. The promise of it being “life long” highlights the depth of the initial hope and commitment. However, the past tense implies this contract has been broken or has become a source of pain. The narrator then reflects on the aftermath: “I looked around then for a reason / When there wasn’t something more to blame it on.” This is a poignant admission of the human tendency to seek external causes for internal pain or failed relationships. The struggle to find “something more to blame it on” suggests an uncomfortable truth: perhaps there is no single villain, no easy scapegoat, or maybe the fault lies in unacknowledged places, including oneself or simply the unpredictable nature of human connections. This fruitless search for blame often leads to a deeper sense of frustration and helplessness.
The second chorus carries an added weight of this relational uncertainty: “But if time makes a difference while we’re gone / Tell me now and I won’t be hanging on.” This is a vulnerable plea directed towards the “she” of the broken contract. It’s a desire for clarity, an unwillingness to endure a prolonged period of false hope. The narrator is on the verge of departure, literally or emotionally, and needs to know if there’s any point in “hanging on.” This line underscores the pain of ambiguity in relationships and the longing for a clean break if reconciliation or change isn’t possible.
An Address, A Joker, and an Unseen Destination
The third verse introduces a concrete yet enigmatic detail: “‘1320 North Columbus’ was the address / That I wrote down on my sleeve.” An address jotted on a sleeve often signifies a hastily noted piece of information, something important yet perhaps fleeting. “1320 North Columbus” grounds the song in a specific, albeit unnamed, location. It could be a meeting place, a point of departure, a place of a significant memory, or even the address of the “she” in the song. Its exact meaning remains obscure to the listener, mirroring the narrator’s own uncertainty: “I don’t know just what she wanted / It might have been that it was getting time to leave.” This line perfectly captures the feeling of being acted upon rather than being an active agent in one’s own life, particularly in the context of the relationship’s end. The departure feels less like a choice and more like an inevitable consequence, driven by her unspoken desires or simply the unyielding march of time.
The final iteration of the chorus is preceded by a curious scene of detached observation: “And I watched as the smoker passed it on / And I laughed when the joker said, ‘Lead on’.” The “smoker” passing something on could be a literal cigarette or joint, a small, transient moment of shared vice or ritual among strangers or acquaintances. The “joker” who confidently says “Lead on” embodies a kind of carefree or perhaps cynical acceptance of the unknown journey ahead. The narrator’s laugh in response could be one of bitter irony, of weary amusement at the absurdity of the situation, or a moment of letting go, joining the joker in his fatalistic embrace of whatever comes next. These characters, the smoker and the joker, are fellow travelers in a world of uncertainty, each coping in their own way. This observation seems to solidify the narrator’s own resignation to board the train, regardless of its destination.
The song’s outro, with its simple, haunting repetition, “There’s a train, leaves here this morning / And I don’t know what I might be on,” crystallizes the central theme. It’s a final sigh of acceptance, a surrender to the unknown. The train is not just a mode of transport; it’s a symbol of life’s often unpredictable and unchosen paths, the journeys we embark upon with a suitcase full of unanswered questions and a heart heavy with the past, yet moving ever forward into an unseen dawn. “Train Leaves Here This Morning” remains a timeless piece because it so beautifully articulates this universal human experience of facing an uncertain future with a quiet, poignant mix of sadness and hesitant acceptance.