How long can you walk along the train tracks
before you get hit?
It’s inevitable that the train will come,
and hit you like a galvanized slap on the wrist
and leave you falling towards that unknown familiarity.
Left searching hopelessly for the trail?
No more.
Your love is the train; slowing down to offer me last call.
You jump out of the driver’s seat…”It’s now or never Dan”
The entire world fades away except for you, the train, and me; the privacy is welcome.
I know the train will take me to the only place I want to be…in your arms, tonight.
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