Early Morning Train posted 9/21/2008 12:50:35 PM | 5 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: choos, poem

misschief

This is something I wrote a few weeks ago, it's on youtube, the music compliments it, or at least I think it does.

>>> Early Morning Train <<<


I sat down in the carriage on the early morning train,
The weight upon my mind today more than the heavy rain,
I watch the station fade into the distance with no trace,
The window with no landscapes…it’s a mirror of your face.

As I remember Paris, I can never forget you,
Those sweet romantic moments, spent alone, with just us two.
I remember your last words to me, they’re etched upon my heart,
I know that this is meant to be, I’d known it from the start.

My mind’s made up, I’m on my way, I start to read my book,
But as I turn the pages, and I take a closer look,
I see my world in print and pictures, like a magazine,
And throughout all these chapters, my whole life story can be seen.

Winter’s here already but the ending’s not the same,
As I had planned it all, it seems to be insane,
You aren’t here as I’d imagined, you’re there with someone else,
She’s holding the baby and I cannot see myself.

I close the book in haste, and I can’t turn the final page,
To see my life in play with only me on centre stage.
It’s been a rollercoaster ride, I know I’ve lost my friend,
I see the landscape through the window, my journey at an end.

misschoos ©


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Blogs by misschief: Dear Ms. Murray 2 Look Out For The Crazies Darling 1 Dear Ms. Murray No Time For Goodbye Keeping my hand on the trigger. Early Morning Train The Ghost In The Attic Pinky & Hoppity It's A Man's Job. ~*~ Noman ~*~