The Train Tale
The Train Tale
On a dark, and gloomy night in a distant land
Two lovers on a train track holding hands
The fog was slowly rising, and so was the wind
But the lovers kept walking in this eerie blend
They had eyes, to lay sight on each other's smiles
They had hands, to feel their heartbeats go wild
They had noses, to smell the fruitful vines
Of grapes that they could taste in their bottle of wine
CRUUUUUNNNNCCCCHHHH!!! To bad that they we're deaf
For they never heard the train which crush them to death
