As a child I remember laying in bed at night
listening to the sound of the trains
as they rolled along the track waiting...
waiting... and then yes! the whistle!
Oh how those sounds affected me
in my childish dreams I wanted
to ride the rails all day - go places
see life as I never would.
Now I am old and the trains are
pretty much gone along with
the childish dreams of seeing
life as I never would.