My
imagination ignites dreams
When I see
railroad track.
The thought
of finding better towns,
… Maybe not
coming back.
Reading all
the schedule boards
Hanging in
the railroad station,
You’ve no
choice between adventure,
Or a disastrous
vacation.
A trip
across America,
Offers new
promises each day…
Every dream
you hope to find,
And hurt,
has no ETA.
One can
flounder in self-pity,
Standing out
in the pouring rain…
Or one can
find a railroad track
And wait for
another train.
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