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The Train Leaving The Station
It starts slow, works hard, to pull the wight
Of all the freight
So slow don't know if it will leave the station
Or if it has left before
People have sat in front of this train
Wondering where it will go
The long hours it plows from city to city
From coast to coast
What is my destination?
What do you read in my face?
The freights are old
This train belongs to the people of the city
A familiar face
A shout out to let you know that
I am here
The people are here