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Take the last train
And catch me by bullet plane
   The wind whispers, "tonight, tonight, tonight"
My suitcase full of
Instances of your love
   My heart lulls, "make it right."

That flaunty spring breeze
Plays peek-a-boo with the trees
   My forehead cold against the glass
How it separates us still
Distance holds us against our will
   Time crawls on so slowly past.

We weather our showers
Our struggles for power
   Seeking more, yet time for less
Divine Inspiration
No time for anticipation
   The soul just one big mess.

So take the last train
And meet me unrestrained
   Open and real and free
We'll ride on through dawn
Eternity and beyond
   Together - just you and me
   Together - on this amazing and wild journey.
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