We boarded for the long ride on that train -
It brought back memories of being young.
Conductor: "Passengers will please refrain!"
Now 'City of New Orleans' on each tongue,
We sang through all those train songs we'd once sung:
The 'Loco-Motion', 'Marrakesh Express',
Then 'Peace Train', 'Love Train', 'Crazy Train' (a mess!)
We sang, 'Last Train to Clarksville' just for fun
And 'Chattanooga Choo Choo' (more or less!)
"We're gone 500 miles when day is done".
ocean blue
eyes light up
wisp cool breeze
palm tree
free , nothing
matters
to you none
of the likes of
these
prominent girl
misunderstood
brooding
over her scar
and broken heart
in a world alone
constantly waiting
listening
wanting the end
to be near
one more scar
for this paradise
salty sea stings
red ripples the blue
deafening scream
awakes the monkey's
as they sing "last train to clarksville"
if I left my heart in San Francisco
but I'm in Luckenbach, Texas
if Chicago is my kind of town
but I need to please come to Boston
if by the time I get to Phoenix
I'm on a corner in Winslow, Arizona
if I shuffle off to Buffalo
can I catch the last train to Clarksville
if all of my ex's live in Texas
but I'm wasted in Margaritaville
if everything spins--like the quarter that flips
or much quicker than a New York minute
if you can figure this all out, remember these old tunes
I think that you can catch my drift and where all this was going
Justin
Unordinary, caring, vivid, young
Son of man uncaring, child of a woman always staring
Lover of ideas abroad, the world, and the beauties around us
Who fears the eyes of those who judge, the items of death, and the loss of those loved
Who would like to see the world, the ancient cities, and infinite cosmos
Resident of Clarksville, Tennessee
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