Waking on a train dreaming,
charmed alone they started speaking.
Captured in his artist way
before the memories fade away.
To remember a face,
and you’re home or want to.
Certain they would meet soon,
paint a portrait of a family.
Single light on, single way,
single light away.
The night fell.
Saw a painting on the stairwell
to mourn the passing of a daughter dear.
Her soul upon the train
so far so near.
Just close your eyes and you’re home.
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