Riding on Steel

Riding through mist
and pouring rain
thoughts turn to shadows
that drift with the scene
dank steaming towns
and statues in macs
the boy in the window
the girl who stares back

By rivers of sorrow
on bridges of steel
through clattering switches
and screeching of wheels
I brush away moisture
and peer through the glass
but see no tomorrow
for the man on the tracks

Cold condensation
and glowing red light
diffuse into music
and softly-lit lives
dark misted woodlands
and glimpses of sea
are signposts to you
and lost roads for me

Torn between beds
a girl and a boy
are coasting through sadness
and blasting through joy
fallen from heaven
and destined for hell
all things to all men
no surprise when we fell

The station approaches
the day is in sight
can’t think from which side
of this car to alight
it’s kind of like fun
the ambiguous kind
but where lies my heart?
and where runs my mind?