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Glory Train

February 28, 2017

 

Your red lips and your white teeth are like a busted apple

on the floor of the orchard in the early dawn

my baby whispers today we will die

we fall in love and then we are gone

to sleep on the glory train.

 

Last night, we laid, in the summer fields

I held you through a storm

It rang so loud I thought I'd turn to dust

I close my eyes and I pray to the Lord

to let me sleep on the glory train.

 

your hands in mine

the hands of time

the things that we do to our love

the apple on the tree

reminds you to me

baby we are fire and blood

 

gone to sleep on the glory train.

 

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