Train bound thoughts....
And the train marches on into the night Through the peaceful morning, into the scorching noon On a lonely metal road, with nowt but the unending flow of electric poles for company Towns come and go, lives passing by in the blink of an eye The steady beat of the wheels against rail like the heartbeat of a marathoner The passengers sleep and dream While the train marches on into the night... Time stands still here Just a waypoint enroute Bearing silent witness There - a sudden burst of sound Watch as I'm passed by A split second of light and sound And Once again, no one's around Time stands still here