Can`t Ignore The Train

Steep is the water tower <br>painted off blue to match the sky <br><br>can`t ignore the train <br><br>night walks in the valley silent <br>you could swear the earth just moved <br><br>can`t ignore the train <br><br>dust to be kicked up <br>in the crack faced <br>idle sinister town <br>screen door to the rail station <br>devil in her shoe <br><br>ran along side the wasted tracks <br>hem pins darted her calves <br><br>can`t ignore the train <br><br>one spoiled girl with the tidiest apology <br>some how wedged inside her throat <br><br>can`t ignore the train <br><br>patience their virtue <br>but I never could abide by that <br>dungeon life with electric light <br>a clean towel and a basin <br>mantle figures mind their place <br>laughs where they belong <br><br>through adventure we are not adventuresome <br><br>rage to share with a wardrobe mirror <br>in a room so beige and cold <br><br>can`t ignore the train <br><br>window days saw the children pick their <br>street games on thirty afternoons <br><br>Molly the boys are <br>starting in the rhymic again <br>teasing more and more.... <br><br>the second daughter <br>how she fell <br>young locked in Some Folk`s Prison <br>made to dwell <br>til they`re braiding <br>her grey hair <br><br>sitting in the wishing chair <br>sitting in the wishing chair <br>sitting in the wishing chair