08/19/08

I can hear the trains till they are far as transit.. Trading paths as
they wander into the night. But I don't know these lands and I don't
know where they lead. Yet the same train may visit you. Near the horses
and the heartland. Toot tooooooot toot tooooooooot.... close enough to
hear the tracks clacking against the wheels. Steel on steel. Near and
far. Into the night.
Stainshane