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All aboard!!!
Have your ticket ready,
When you hear me calling.
Don’t hold her - too tightly.
I’ll make it harder going.
Just look - into her eyes,,,
And kiss her fast.
If you get here on time,,,
We’ll get you past …
Past, the finish line.

She gets into her car,,
And drives beside the tracks.
She tries to stay by your side
For a few seconds, if that.
Feels like she’s driving backwards.
While your train speeds ahead.
Tears falling from her eyes
As she’s left behind -
With her foot on the gas.
She kicks the break - hard.
So hard she breaks your heart.
She starts crying more
Even more than before.

All aboard!!!
Have your ticket ready,
When you hear me calling.
Don’t hold her - too tightly.
I’ll make it harder going.
Just look - into her eyes,,,
And kiss her fast.
If you get here on time,,,
We’ll get you past …
Past, the finish line.

A tender in a bar,,
Looks outside his window,
Sees her - in her car,,
Head on the steering wheel.
He comes up to her door,,
Like the sun (to dry her eyes).
See, he’s been here before.
His ex-love got on the train
As she heard “All aboard!!!”.
See, she knew the play,
She too heard - it before.
She listens to the tender
And falls in love -
With his bedside manner.
And up she walks
Thru the swinging door.

All aboard!!!
Have your ticket ready,
When you hear me calling.
Don’t hold him - too tightly.
I’ll make it harder going.
Just look - into his eyes,,,
And kiss him fast.
If you get here on time,,,
We’ll get you past …
Past, the finish line.
Jan 31, Feb 9,10,23, 2019
I struggled with writing this song.
The chorus came easy, though.
But it just hit me,
There's an oldie song that I remember hearing when I was a kid
That's very similar to this, in theme and melody.
People Get Ready By The Impressions
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l04yM7-BWbg

What made reading this song
worthwhile for you??
George 1d
she leans into her father,
she did not know then,
that one day she will,
after he is gone,
start remembering,
resting on his shoulder,
on a train,
rattling on its journey,
somewhere into the urban night.
Whisper yearningly to the tracks
Sometimes they scribble a letter back
You pray there’s no gaps in your signals
Because they’ll make up the language you lack

Watch the rain pelting at the keys
Nightmare typewriter spits back your needs
Better to smash the phone than to call
The heart on the sleeve is the first to bleed

Throw yourself down and abandon your bags
Mingle your blood in the poppies and ****
Let the breaks squeal out a goodbye

Throw yourself down and abandon your words
Live out the boring cliche they've all heard
Everyone's famous when they die

Tell the tracks your narcissist thoughts
They'll publish a tale fit to be bought
They scrawl out encouragement from below
Grant a last hug to the devil you know

Now the sun's out and life is blessed
A delay on the train tracks at best
The passengers grumble until they're told
That you needed a railway hand to hold

And the train pulls away
It was never okay.

Throw yourself down and abandon your bags
Mingle your blood in the poppies and ****
Let the breaks squeal out a goodbye

Throw yourself down and abandon your words
Live out the boring cliche they've all heard
Everyone's famous when they die

The railway track knows how to write.
mderdun 7d
Train graveyards
Old warehouses
Concrete trees
which double as
slutty shelters
to help the
young women
find their footing
on piano wire
as enchanting
as it is dangerous
because it will constrict your throat
and then what will the ambassador do ?
Seanathon Feb 12
Tomorrow is coming, like a train of iron on a track of steel and nothing can stop it.  Nothing that is or ever will be derailed. Tomorrow is coming between friction and steel.
A Train Named Tomorrow
Sharon Talbot Feb 12
A prim, lavender skirt and a napkin on it,
Tells me this is serious, and I mustn’t
Rain upon it, not say what I think,
And much less what I feel.
You have found a lover
And she isn’t me,
I wish I was an eel
That could glide away
Into the primordial sea.

On second thought, it makes me
Wish that we had never met,
That I’d never looked at you and loved,
Or at least never brought you home.
It was there that it all began;
I assumed your were mine alone,
And now I am empty man.

Oh, my love,
For the first time in my life!
You did this to me,
Without knowing, charmed me
Until I was undone.
But accidents will happen;
It was only hit and run;
Such investigative fun!
Don’t tell the other one I feel this way.

On second thought let him…..
Follow me into danger
Since a gamble is good as a rest,
Or the off chance I’ll get shot.
After all, this admirer’s the best
Of a mediocre lot.

But he knows about me, I’m sure.
He’s gets so little reward,
But takes credit for what I do
And hangs upon my every word.
He listens to me in the dead of night
As you used to do.
It’s comforting that he’s not you.

-Unfinished Lament
Wolf Feb 10
Seated on a bench
Carved with words
Waiting for the train
To take me away

Somewhere far from
This empty town
The streets are too quiet
Only ghosts remain now

A fireplace flickers
Somewhere down the road
Piercing the night
And the whispering breeze

Cackling relatives
Curious children
The smoke curls
As the sounds fade

Beneath my feet
A deep rumble
The train screeches
To a halt beside me

Mist kisses my cheeks
Before I step into the light
The laughter stings
My scarlet ears

I take a seat
And press against the glass
Breath painting shapes
On the foggy window

I've left the town behind
My home nowhere in sight
I could be going anywhere
Yet I'm headed nowhere
Sometimes,

Life is like
Being in a
Dark tunnel,
With no light –
No end –
In sight

But, sometimes,

A light finally
Appears,
And comes
Into view,
And hope
Returns

But, sometimes,

That light is
Attended
With a rumble
And a whistle;
And it’s
A train

But, sometimes,

Hope returns,
As that train
Veers off on
Another track
At the last
Second

And then, sometimes,

The tunnel is
Dark again,
With no light –
No end –
In sight…
…but, at least you’re alive.
Johnny Feb 1
I like the world.

I like my house, my neighborhood, the streets, the shops, the buildings, the people, the voices, the cars, the trainstation, the railway,
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