I rode a southside train
Til I ran out of change
Left me stranded in a garden
On some forgotten grange
I walked about a mile
Til I seen a friendly face
He laughed and scolded
You better get out of this place
He took me by the hand
Til I could see nothing but dust
Clouds were passing through
Shrouded in rust
I asked how far to the train
Til I could make my way home
He looked away and muttered
Only as long as you roam
We flew by daisies in fields
Til the sun sank in our skies
And the stars danced along
And never asked us why
The mornings were fire
Til the night cooled the quake
And the heavens whispered sleep
Yet we were always awake
One morning I walked away
Til I found the southside train
I wonder if he looked for me
It still brings me pain
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