Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Take all that you have
Burn it slowly just to stay warm
Please just shield your eyes
Save your baby blues

She held it in her arms
Like a lover she was missing
Laid down on the tracks
and the whistle blew

Her family broke apart
Sometime in that cold December
Mother lost her mind
When she heard the news

He drank himself to death
Stuck on all that she was missing
They found him on his back
When the whistle blew.

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