Awaiting its arrival as hear it comes to take me away,

Sounds like thunder rumbling down the track, whistling.

Puffing black smoke up into the air, its headlight shining,

This monster of steal is here, time for me to climb aboard.

Listen to the hissing from this steam engine, hear it,

We take off, heading through the hills with much to see.

From out of the window, stare do I as we pass through,

Darkness from within a mountain, carved out a passage.

Tons of rock and dirt hanging above us as we travel,

Moving through this tunnel into the light, sun going down.

I listen to the sound of the power of this traveling train,

Out of the window is a clear sky as the light from the full moon

Shines down, guiding our way through the land.

Keith Garrett


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