Paroles de Train overnight

I loaded the variables like masterpieces from under the germ-led advance. I saw your compass on a sea of frayed cable and aspects of vision afloat in a glance. And outside the train overnight floodlights on inexorable sights. You loaded the variables like acquisitions from under the noses entranced. You heard some trumpets you thought were turntables and inklings to listen dispersed in a glance. Outside the train overnight contrite the whistle wails goodnight apologizing like an ol' dictator might. Of course we're now travelling by plane if it's not a Canada of a pain we'll entertain the idea of train outside the train overnight bloodlines wheel-burnished in moonlight a great candescent white skeleton of flight.