Lashing backwards
exploring the part
iv'e got a filled empty inside
i se the sky painted like a
penciled picture
mixed with oils
the sounds remain redundant
yet strong
these feelings, their emotions
not unlike a fright train rambling
through the mists
unstoppable and unseen
you can hear it if you listen
if your in the right place you'll
see the flashing red lights
or if you choose to ride along
you can see it all as yu ride
upon the tops
gazing at the stars
all is here with the steady
rythem like the blues
and the silence of words
that just don't need to be spoken