Last Train To Nowhere

I got off the last train to nowhere,
Maybe cause I saw something there,
And only as it pulled away,
Steam disappeared like surplus prayers,
A ghost heading into another world,
The wheels clinking like jagged spurs,
It was as if I had robbed the train,
And looked ahead to see a blur,
I saw a hero chasing close behind,
Or was it all in my knavish mind?
The reel burns right before my eyes,
And flickers as the tracks unwind,
Lights cut through extinguished fumes,
Iron tracks sewing open wounds,


For all I know it's covered in rust




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