i watched a train depart
and on it was my love
i heard the whistle cut the air
the sound to pierce my heart
the tears were soon all spent
your burden in a chest
and when the station held no soul
my heart held no intent
so go, my love! be free!
i cannot wait for you
for when i check the table, it
intends eternity
Friday, March 28, 2008
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