THE GHOST TRAIN
On the train that rides alone
along this track of skin and bone,
find locations to us unknown -
the Ghost Train comes.
Sitting, staring, watching paths
of lives unfolding,
to me just laughs -
the Ghost Train comes.
Darker now the tunnels come,
feelings gone and nothing done.
I look for signs of where I've been;
but cannot see because eyes are dim -
the Ghost Train comes.
I'm on this train for life I think
but Ghost Trains aren't real just minds out of sync.
I look outside, the door is open,
my brain all rattled, slow and broken.
I step off now the train has gone.
I reflect inside of what I've done.
For nine years I rode that train,
I lost true love and half my brain.
And what I've learned is one **** thing -
don't live your life to love one thing.
For me, a little lives inside.
Still taking people for a ride
So when you decide to take a train,
take the track that is true and sane.
Please don't live a life in vain -
The Ghost Train.
This is the age of the train.
Effects of a long journey