Train tracks rusting, their life lingers beyond its time
The path it slices, slow to heal
The lasting thoughts we all will feel
To laugh, to learn, to live, to love
To lust, to lose , to lack, to lie
These tracks when laid left a lasting impression as everything grew around.
These track they stayed as everyone left, to leave them on their own
The lasting legacy, what they left behind is all that truly remains
The wildlife will once again claim this land, but for now the tracks will still stand, as a reminder for all who knew them.
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 5:36 PM UTC
Train tracks rusting, their life lingers beyond its time
The path it slices, slow to heal
The lasting thoughts we all will feel
To laugh, to learn, to live, to love
To lust, to lose , to lack, to lie
These tracks when laid left a lasting impression as everything grew around.
These track they stayed as everyone left, to leave them on their own
The lasting legacy, what they left behind is all that truly remains
The wildlife will once again claim this land, but for now the tracks will still stand, as a reminder for all who knew them.