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The train roars from the station I don't have a clue where I'm going The Amtrak whistle is blazing The hardest part is not knowing The cars sway back and forth As the blooming trees blur by I know she was always worth Every moment I was by her side I am just a Passenger On the train called life I am just a lonely rider Leaving the dark behind For each long mile I travel ahead Just a frontiersman of the modern day For every ounce of tears I shed I seemed to get lost on the way I can tolerate the engine smoke But I can't erase the smell her perfume The train has no feelings to evoke It just snakes its way from gloom I am just a Passenger On the train called life I am just a lonely rider Heading toward the light © 2019 Michael Messinger(All rights reserved)
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Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
Just A Passenger
The train roars from the station I don't have a clue where I'm going The Amtrak whistle is blazing The hardest part is not knowing The cars sway back and forth As the blooming trees blur by I know she was always worth Every moment I was by her side I am just a Passenger On the train called life I am just a lonely rider Leaving the dark behind For each long mile I travel ahead Just a frontiersman of the modern day For every ounce of tears I shed I seemed to get lost on the way I can tolerate the engine smoke But I can't erase the smell her perfume The train has no feelings to evoke It just snakes its way from gloom I am just a Passenger On the train called life I am just a lonely rider Heading toward the light © 2019 Michael Messinger(All rights reserved)
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Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
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