
Time is ticking away.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train is on the track.
I didn’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye, my dear for now
As I take my last bow.
Time is ticking away.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train waits on the track.
I don’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye, my dear for now
As I take my last bow.
Time is ticking away.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train is on the track.
I don’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye my dear for now
As I take my last bow.
commute
RIDE THE TRAIN
I ride the train each day.
For this, I need to pay?
No seat I can see.
Never is one free.
I hang from the strap above.
A soft sigh feels like a dove.
I turn my head to the side.
And do you know what I find?
A girl standing next to me.
One as pretty as can be.
She offers a small smile.
Now I could walk a mile.
I stand taller than before.
I am ten feet off the floor.
A slight smile before she departs.
I’m left happy as my day starts.
RIDE THE TRAIN
I ride the train each day.
For this, I need to pay?
No seat I can see.
Never is one free.
I hang from the strap above.
A soft sigh feels like a dove.
I turn my head to the side.
And do you know what I find?
A girl standing next to me.
One as pretty as can be.
She offers a small smile.
Now I could walk a mile.
I stand up taller than before.
I am now ten feet off the floor.
A slight smile before she departs.
I’m left happy as my day starts.
TIME
Time is ticking away.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train is on the track.
I didn’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye my dear for now
As I take my last bow.
Time is ticking away.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train is on the track.
I don’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye my dear for now
As I take my last bow.
Dreamer’s Disease ~ Pt. 2
Chug, chug, chug.
We go through life.
Ups and downs.
Bump, bump, bump.
Happiness and sorrows.
Until the bitter end.
Toot, toot, toot.
Last stop.
x-bonebreaker-x
TIME
Time speeds on.
Not stopping for anyone.
Doors open for riders.
For a brief ride.
Leap on before it’s too late.
All too soon it’s your stop.
Jump off quickly.
Your time is up.
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