This lyric poem is about the sequence of events and thoughts which are the train of life.
Train of Thought
I am a train
My life rushes past on either side
Through sun or rain
I must ride
The conductor—that is I
But however hard I try and try
I cannot stop this train
To have a rest
To stay still and calm forever
I peer out of the windows
There is only fog ahead
I lean out the side
The wind making my eyes watery
And I see what is past
And ever more distant memories
If I could stop
I would never get there
But I wonder where?
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