Sirens Scream Trains Whistle

Sirens call to follow Awaken midnight Walls of sound burst at the seams Scream loud on the traffic scene Clogged arteries of streets open wide An ambulance passes by Drivers hide in alleys in vehicles Stuck with others unpleasantly Carried in the back are people Airwaves broadcast emergency! At a crosswalk struck by a car The dearly departed part No matter what the signal says Reds, yellowed by the sight of trouble Turn green at every intersection blinked Torn apart, alarmed by men in white A spirit lifts from a body lightly Drifts into a box enhanced by silence Souls have nowhere to go but home Trains clatter on distant tracks in fog Through mountain tunnels with lust Intermittent whistles signal than fade Through smoke stacks to penetrate Waiting for Freud to say something Sometimes a tunnel is just a tunnel A light at the end of which spells trouble