10 March 2013
I had a dream, The dream again Of the girl about To be hit by a train.
A beautiful girl With long blond hair; I'm never quite sure If she knows I'm there.
I scream, I reach But ever too late. I can't avert Her onrush ing fate.
This time, though, It's not the same. She hears me, Hears me call her name.
She turns in time, With fearless face, With inner strength, A runner's grace.
The train shrinks down At her command, A toy dismissed With slapping hand.
She takes control, She takes it back, And daisies cover Abandoned tracks.
Dream Train • Opuss № I