Trains Exit
Shopping cart turned over the lawn
Tells what kind of trip you've been on
Filling a bottle with bags found between two
Lines of homes with no convergence at the horizon
Pulling time right out of my train
Some specter of me if I stayed
Cause as I'm watching you walk out from the tracks
Your little footsteps glow like dust in light through the window
As they raise their sails
For Byzantium winds
They will find streets of gold
Cast no reflections of them
Tells what kind of trip you've been on
Filling a bottle with bags found between two
Lines of homes with no convergence at the horizon
Pulling time right out of my train
Some specter of me if I stayed
Cause as I'm watching you walk out from the tracks
Your little footsteps glow like dust in light through the window
As they raise their sails
For Byzantium winds
They will find streets of gold
Cast no reflections of them
Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Mahoney
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