The Train Tracks

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

The train leaves the town,

The girl's heart beats on,

The train goes 'til dawn,

The girl continues to frown.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

A shrill whistle resounds,

A shrill scream does not,

She was caught,

And her heart still pounds.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

Her attempt was naught,

And as the train thumps on by,

Her cheeks are still dry,

And she knows her battle has not been fought.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

She knows that her suicide,

Though, not a success,

Might lead to a better guess,

And it is better that she not have died.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

That constant thump,

That constant shrill,

Has become her drill,

Over each bump.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

She left that day,

So long ago,

She simply had to go,

Life was turning into a play.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

So, she went,

With everything behind,

Everything so well timed,

Which is what she meant.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

They still remember her,

From time to time,

Who was the girl, they all chime,

She, who left all in a blur.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

Now, she returns,

Something familiar in the air,

Who is she, why does she care?

No one learns.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

Once a year, on April first,

This girl comes to the grave yard,

The grave of a boy whose memory is a shard,

The boy, who died in the worst.

Thump, Thump,

Thump, Thump.

She always takes the train,

To visit the young man,

She will never forget his great plans,

But all was lost, that day on the tracks of the train.


I was listening to a train go by and got this idea. It's supposed to be a story about a girl who starts to commit suicide, but stops fails. She leaves on a train instead and goes away for a long time, but then starts coming back every year to visit a boy's grave, who the reason for her attempted suicide and abandoning her past.