Oh That Train


| Oh That Train |

Oh, everytime I hear that train I think of you.
I think of the phone calls until 6am.
I always heard the loud train passing by.

I think of when I would come over to your company
and listen to the roaring train passing..
I think of the 11pm movies we watched together that
were interrupted by the horns and whistles of that train..

That train was always there and still is.
I still hear that train nowadays.
You see the train was never relevant before.
But now the train bears a striking relationship with your image.

Oh how that train passes everyday,
& everyday it seems more distant.
One day that train won't pass anymore,
but the horns and whistles still replay in my head..

So I have to ask.. do you ever think of that train?

- Gabriel Estrella

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