the train took a slow start
you say your goodbyes, and then you part.
the whistle blew,
the engine roared,
on the train of life you cant possibly be bored.
you pass meadows, fields, and cities,
meeting new friends,
calm, sweet, or witty.
many adventures are played,
many mistakes are made,
but each consequence must be fairly paid.
you learn so many lessons.
each gift of life is a counted blessin'.
each mistake is a lesson learned,
and every pain is somehow earned.
the train of life is a crazy ride.
if your a downer, please step aside!
though these tracks arent all smooth,
the make me want to jump, dance, and move!
there is a rumble.
everybody stumbles, and fumbles.
the conductor comes to announce that indeed the engine is down.
the other passengers mainly frown.
theyre smiles flipping upside-down.
the ride was put on hold.
a misfortune, but a great story to be told.
after a wait,
they start up the train.
no need be late!
the riders mingle.
they speak chinese, french, and some bilingual.
there is great variety
in this great society.
the sun sets, the moon is soon to rise.
you must prepare to say your goodbyes.
the ground zooms below you,
the trees outside a blur.
this ride sure has made you wise.
you look in the distance
to see a building coming closer with no resistance.
ahead is your stop.
your ride may end, but your soul wont drop.
the ground comes into focus.
the speed declines.
so much you have learned!
more knowledge fresh in your mind.
the train slows to a complete stop.
your heart stops beating, a freeze.
you step outside and feel a breeze.
the train has left you at your station.
your ride has been an amazing creation.
you spread your wings, take hold of your halo
and wave the train goodbye
as it disappears into the sky.
the train of life is a beauty.
ride to the fullest and enjoy the stops!
for you never know when your ride will drop.