It`s always trains & rush & fuss
Everyone`s running catching bus
Everyone`s leading life on rails
Forgetting romance under sails
Forgetting tenderness & calm
& looking like a clock-alarm
Enjoying mirages of lights
Enclosing souls within blue nights
We`re turning feeling on & off
Worshipping blindly all days off
Surrounding faces with false smiles
& driving steps & diving miles
We`re flying images & streams
Hitch-hiking skies & journeying dreams
& having one postcard to send
R.I.P., friend, you`ve reached the end
Life on rails
© Copyright: Лис Гахаев Бадма, 2011
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