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Engine No. 9

Engine No. 9 (a song)

Last night I jumped onto a moving train
Not knowing what would be in store
It doesn't matter where the Train's going
Only that I got on board
I don't know where I'm gonna end up
But I know that I'll be fine
Time is change, everything fades away
Just keep moving down the line

Our time here is so very short
Gotta do what's right
I was looking for something more
When I hopped the train
Last night

And so this train, it's always moving
Sometimes I just want to get off
I don't regret the choices that I made
But now I want this train to stop
I want to say sorry to everyone
Everyone I left behind
I still remember every single thing
I'm just waiting for the time

Our time here is so very short,
Gotta do what's right
All that's left is to trust the Lord
Everything will be just fine

I took this train ride
so I could have some time
to figure out my life
And say that I tried
One thing that's for sure
I'll let it run its course
It's something I can't force
That I can't force

I've got to take some time
To know my own mind
so I can do things right
Right next time.
Take some time,
Leave it behind,
Do things right
Right next time.

I thought that I would die
The night I heard him cry
I thought I'd lost my mind
I'd lost my mind.
I gave it all away
I tried to seize the day
But now I sit and pray
Show me the way.

I've got to take some time
To know my own mind
so I can do things right
Right next time.
Take some time,
Leave it behind,
Do things right,
Right next time.

I wanna do things right next time.
I'm gonna do things right this time.



Author notes

This poem explains much of my mentality on life--I am driven to improve, not in that A-type sense, but as a sort of self-actualization--I want to be the best sort of person I can be, using my talents and figuring out what's really important. We all make decisions, and sometimes things fall apart, but rather than curl up and die, for me, the key is trusting that life will turn out all right in the end, so long as I keep moving forward.

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  • mrme gold member
    October 24, 2008
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    you wrote this as a song and it does have a definite flow that would make a great song if put to music. Sea Angel is write, the repeating lines does give one the sense of being on board a train and hearing the wheels rolling over the tracks.

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  • SEA angel gold member
    October 22, 2008
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    This is one of my favorite borders

    The repeating lines do well to simulate that continuous solemn clickity clack railroad sound. I love the sound of a train. I think because my childhood homes were three blocks from the railroad tracks. You did well to make the poem mimic the sound of a train... in your poetic train of thought.