In Which It's The Rhythm of a Southbound Train

This song: Southbound Train - Jon Foreman.

Sounds like: The hum of a language I don’t understand at the airport when I land. The sight of Thomas when he found me in the crowd; he was suntanned and grinning from a summer in Spain. How seeing him running toward me felt undeniably like coming home. Taking the slow train from Bilbao to San Sebastian, holding tight to one another in late afternoon light while the Spanish countryside rolled by. How the train took us three hours when a bus would have taken one, but gave us a reason to sit close together, quiet, listening to the rhythm of a southbound train.