The Night Train

Lines of steel stale with rust Eavesdropping on former voices That echo long forgotten stories Of Hobo's and their riding blind choices Rails drumming a steady pulse Somewhere between thunders deafening pitch And piercing squeals of halting mass A symphony of the bankrupt enriched Majestic the night trains roll on by Setting my senses on edge Lowered gates on lights red flash Flashbacks of rail miles dredged Ethereal I feel when standing near Every time her whistle blows I stand in awe of its seasons and scenes. Endless travelers empowered by coal The caller summons the switchmen's lantern As band of men would alter your course Car upon car coupled together By the strength of human hands they were forced Tracks and trusses drape our country like a morning yawn Graffiti tags your box's, spraying their territorial scent These sounds and sights of history in motion Reveals the sad distance of a chronicled descent From your earliest beginnings You've captured hearts of man and his soul Inspiring sages and meager labored wages From stack to track let your steel wheels roll Nostalgic romantics like me will feed Like the orphan touched with hunger Not for the substance of your varied freight But to fly as your envied conductor Your sight, your sounds, your smell and taste They burn with intensities fire Heightened reminders that we're alive Driving us to reach ever higher And so the night train Majestic in power Roll on roll on In virtues endowment to inspire