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Train Ride:
Written by Leemonster

It's almost december, the snow ain't coming.
Sitting on a curb, this guitar is strumming.
Cars pass by, puddles jump above.
Hearing all these folks converse about love.
My breathe floats like cold air fog,
The concrete forest is vacant in this fraud.

Can't hit the right chords but it's okay.
The busses run late, I'm not riding 'em anyway.
I Need some money for a snack,I walk this block in a loop
Like a dog on a leash or a bird in a coup.
But this dawn I know a train,A train that screams my name
It's a story told by many, but this time it's not the same.

Not for boxes,It's for coal, but it will still go on.
Just a little harder to board, this rusty train of dawn.
Where will I go? That I'll have to decide
Just as long as some stories come with this ride.

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