Track 13

Track 13

Train is moving on down the track
Heart's on board I can’t get it back
I know this station no platform in view
When old replaces all which was new

Foggy morning’s glory
Lover’s same ol’ story
Such a clear vision
Fades with division

Busted bridges are falling down
Another day feeling the clown
Try as you might and hope what you will
You see the flight and handle the bill

Broken is the magic spell
Now hearing the tolling bell
Wisdom was put on hearts back burner
Despite being the world’s quick learner

Took that chance with happy dance
Spun around in wild romance
Now foggy talks and seldom walks
Freedom’s heart now quietly balks

Time and things and all that beset
Wishing for a time clock's reset
Changing tides and endless rides
Subtle destruction from various sides

Slow is the upcoming lingering death
Would be done quicker if she did meth
But such is love and its slow decay
I see it coming there is not much to say.

Try as I might and wish what I may
This train is bound and on it’s way
No stopping or holding, no way to endure
This is love's end and there’s never cure

When words are spoken and action are token
All the beauty that was, lies in meadows broken
Tears will be shed and some wish themselves dead
But Life always move on, or at least that’s what I read.