Set Me Free
A ghost train traveled through my dream last night.
That lonesome whistle brought chilling fright.
Warnings from death was it's constant endeavor.
Hearing mournful cries of souls, trapped there forever.
Running in fear, gaining no ground, heart racing,
Praying for salvation, freedom from this fate, now facing.
Memories, regrets, flashing with speed, forgive the haunted soul.
Lord please wake me from this nightmare, dark as the devils show.
The track runs on in constant rhythm, taking the unworthy in.
Lives in shambles, wrought threw foolishness and sin.
Oh morning come, let this train pass me by, leave me be.
I hear the message, change will come, it will set me free.
A ghost train traveled through my dream last night.
That lonesome whistle brought chilling fright.
Warnings from death was it's constant endeavor.
Hearing mournful cries of souls, trapped there forever.
DOREEN CYR
OCTOBER 17,2010
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