Took a train
To the border
And a line
To the gate.
I couldn't deny
The dawn
When the
Birds flew.
Then the men
Drew their guns
And smoked
Out my fate.
And I danced
With angels,
Took a train
to the border
And a line
To the yonder,
And let
myself in.
And her
Ghost
Oh, her
Ghost,
Her ghost,
Her ghost,
Gave me wings.
Sunday, 7 February 2010
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