Train Poetry

The terminal is looking like a safe haven more and more
The train may pull in any minute
And I will breathe in the smoke from the coals
Ready to be carried away
Less and less I scan the crowd for you
Now I am only thinking about how in a minute's time I will be miles and miles from you

And you can stay with her
She can buy into your lies
She may hold you tight
On those lonely nights
But just try to get me off your mind
Just try to see yourself in another's eyes

I could move away across an ocean
I could live on the back of his hands
He'll carry me away from the noises
And in the seaside he'll be my man
But you'll walk through this life a-masked
Shame will follow your beaten path

And like an angel haunting your dreams
You'll miss me
You'll miss me
When you're consumed by me
You'll shutter at her touch

The terminal is looking like a safe haven more and more
The train may pull in any minute
And I will breathe in the smoke from the coals
Ready to be carried away
Less and less I scan the crowd for you
Now I am only thinking about how in a minute's time I will be miles and miles from you


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I'm playing my broken guitar while I wait for the train
Hoping to make a little cash
Before it rains
Before I carry this as far as it will take me
But who will hear my song
Who will cherish my song

I keep a candle lit near my knee
The burn reminds me how quickly everything can change
How when you lose something or someone it all becomes real
And the world can seem terrible
Or small, or close, far, or wrong
And are we all children in some unnamed god's eyes?
Or are we all peasants begging for just one more day of sun
And if there is an Ultimate, what would you give to find it?

And some would say they know me
Because the waif of my tiny body carries me with the wind
They think they could idolize me
Or understand me because of my life's walk
I seem like a disposable doll
One shoe missing, the other tattered and torn
Like money doesn't mean a thing to me
When homelessness means it all
I want something to call my own
Even if it's just a warm sock
Or a kind word, fallen from the lips of goddess
Whose warm glow keeps me safe lying against the tracks

A ghost haunting the night line
Lilac white covering my body
In moonlight
Basking in wisteria
Smelling of ivy draped in a ginger berry
Cooling in the summer's night heat