Railroaded
Is that the sound of a train whistling
Or, the sound of my heart a pumping
As I espy you waiting on the platform
I wonder if you’re the vision of reform
En route to San Diego and looking fine
Rolling in motion on track twenty nine
Railroaded with me, our steamy desires
Threaten to drag this trolley through fire
Are you real? Can I touch? Just one hug
While the train steams away chug a chug
Let’s make love, while we rock the caboose
Two hearts, one great start, oh great Zeus!
We’ve arrived in great shape, so let us stay
Together molded as the potter and his clay
liam and mystic
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