In My Mind


In my mind there's a train
And a song with no refrain
There's a bottle full of coke
And an often, well-used joke
There's a peak that I climbed
And a poem that I've rhymed
There's a small mountain town
And synthisizer sounds
There's a tree with no leaves
And a grave that still greaves
There's a girl I've loved so
And my home in the snow
In my mind there's a train
And the soft, soft, pouring rain

Copyright © 1975-2005 by Brian Elroy McKinley