As the train of life sped through,
The rails,
It clinked and clanked,
Up and down went it's head and tail

Before it realized,
This was all just a game,
The path is all that stays,
So now

Pump in, burn all the coal,
That runs your core, your soul,
Keep weight balance in check,
Your thoughts,
Or the train derails,
Not the ideal plot

If there is now rail ahead,
Its time to change your track,
Your path,
Move on to a different journey,
Or the train derails, and you wake up on a bed, or get rubbed on your back, as you cry
And Life begins again, a new path :)