by David B. Johnson

I can't stop this train, going through the dark terrain
Frozen angel come with me, through the ashes of our home
Where we lived and laughed, at the foreshores of our dreams
Oh, How I miss you fiercely, in the darkest night
I've never seen so clearly, the illusions in the night

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Parallel lines they go up, they go down
Parallel lives they go round and round
We never really touch, we just fall apart at the seams
Closing our hearts, closing our minds, closing our eyes

The ass saw the angel, in the setting of the sun
Sets him up, and takes it all away
Now memories come to haunt him, leaves him empty and alone
I hope you wait this time out, want to be with you again
But the little voice says I'm going crazy
Can't tell what's real and fantasy

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