Tuesday, May 22, 2012

On the road again

The train blows and my heart goes right out that door.....
It chugs just alittle to fast to catch, my heart that is.
The sun is creeping at the lip of dawn
I know it's time to move on
West, windward

Slip out to the left of the last star to the right, and straight on till morning
This cinderella home turning into a pumpkin pack at the stroke of 6

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