Missing Trains

I've learned that nothing lasts forever, lest it's meant to be I coulda had a fairy tale ending, but it sounded boring to me Our story came to a close as her friend's wedding arose Forgoed a hairless cat racist dad's laugh as I drove Then mirrored the mount, amounted to nothin', and wasn't productive While she dreamt, a bubbly illusion felt like a Disney production So I broke the bond, no domestic seduction, combustion But sometimes, I miss the sexy boss lady's instructions, I'm Missing trains, talkin' on the side of the tracks Serendipitous moments alone in first class Pushing game on the Seine, some poetry of the past Manifest its essence, 'cause that light moves fast She was like Glinda from Oz, we crossed supernatural paths On the dark hard part of the yellow road's wrath Sent like a mystic messenger, a mission of limited time Brown eyes of wonder from under enchanted signs Wise and intense incense burning and a magical fence That she built when I was dreaming a dark arts defense Was guided to how, and then she set me free, an awe for the art Beautifully brief, her belief worked to rekindle my spark, and now I'm Missing trains, talkin' on the side of the tracks Serendipitous moments alone in first class Pushing game on the Seine, some poetry of the past Manifest its essence, 'cause that light moves fast You can't lose love if you treat it right Intention weighed in time, just gotta read it right Energetic, light of value to reach boundless heights In the now of nights, sitting still, with the sounds of life Profound delight, effulgence aesthetic poetic elegance Relative cause, flaws, and all of my truths Cultivation of happiness always starts at the root Clues from Yogananda and George Harrison's tunes Remolding memory to behold a poet's view Nothing new under the sun, so I sample the muse Follow the path steadfast with the currents of flow Love's like freedom, resplendent shine, just let go, sayin' Missing trains, talkin' on the side of the tracks Serendipitous moments alone in first class Pushing game on the Seine, some poetry of the past Manifest its essence, 'cause that light moves fast That light moves fast