I can hear the train, as it comes
its rhythm by heart i know, as it beats
round the bend, it rattles
rattle to rumble, it goes
screech of the brakes as it stops
cackling and amusing as always
with excitement it reaches its destination
oh, this was all in my imagination!

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It is about how I use my imagination.