Runaway Train

Edthepoet

We came for the laughter
So Show me
Where It's at
We came for the dancers
So show me
Where there sat
Show me to the ones
Who'll sing me sweet sweet songs
Show me to the ones
Who'll right my wrongs

No thank you mister
There's no making do
No thank you sister
That's not my groove
Show me to the music
And I'll show you
The real you

When the drum
stops thumping
And the bass
stops dropping
When the blues
Stop chilling
And the beat
Stops killing
Baby that's our cue

So Runaway train
Keep running
Onto the next town
Runaway train
Keep running
To where it's going down
Runaway train
Keep running
Onto that fresh sound
Runaway train
Keep running
Until we hit the ground.

  • Author: Edthepoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 23rd, 2017 10:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • FredPeyer

    Ed, I really like your poem. It is very well written. You seem to be a passenger on this runaway train. How about getting into the driver's cabin and taking over?

    • Edthepoet

      Cheers Fred, I am the train 😀

    • ShannonXx

      Really enjoyed this poem, well written too

      • Edthepoet

        Nice one Shannon 🙂

      • Baylee

        I was thinking the same thing regarding this poem becoming a song. Do you sing/play an instrument?

        • Edthepoet

          I write songs for singers & bands. I have a few up on YouTube 🙂

          • Baylee

            That's pretty neat

          • Edthepoet

            You girls were right, it works as a song, so I come up with a 2nd verse 🙂

            We came to go faster
            So show me
            You can last
            We came for the chancers
            So show me
            Where there sat
            Show me to the ones
            Who'll swing and miss us
            Show me to the ones
            Who'll take us on

            When the lights
            Stop shaking
            And the bar
            Stops rocking
            Baby thats our cue
            When the roof
            Stops lifting
            And the street
            Stops swinging
            Baby its time to move

            So Runaway train
            Keep running
            Onto the next town
            Runaway train
            Keep running
            To where it's going down
            Runaway train
            Keep running
            Onto that fresh sound
            Runaway train
            Keep running
            Until we hit the ground.



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