On the last train out
I do the best I can
To get there by morning
With nightfall at hand
Tell a midnight story
‘Bout a full moon blue
Before I forget
What I never knew
When that crack of dawn
Pops above the land
Hid there in the shadows
Is what’s close at hand.
Now, I’ll never tell you
But the miles I roamed
Say more than I need to
Now that I’m back at home.
- 02.26.13
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