Where the Trains Go

I've never seen fireflies
It doesn't affect most of my life
The rings of Saturn might as well be lies
Take off your coat and stay a while
Caffeine and sugar to analyze
We can talk 'til sunrise
Sunrise, above all else
Comes as no surprise

And I don't know where the trains go
Should I just assume "away" is good enough a reason?
What do you know, San Francisco?
Maybe I'm just looking for a non-existent feeling

I can't stand the quiet night
The sweetly humming electrical wires
Static electricity, static lullabies
The radio whispers my desire
A poignant, washed-out attitude
It's sincere and absolute
It's finished here
Go to bed dear

And I don't know where the trains go
Should I just assume "away" is good enough a reason?
What do you know, San Francisco?
Maybe I'm just looking for a non-existent feeling