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That day,
That train,
That green monster,
carried my heart away

It was my heart,
on the train
with that girl

She was not pretty
but her lips are like rose pedals
I dreamed of kissing every night
never wither

She was not slim
but the touch of her soft skin
will satisfy my thirst
like no sweeter spring

oh, that girl
went with the monster
her last look at me
sad, and determined
her eyes kept on the trail
forward

The pain split me up
I ran after the monster
It sneered at me
as it passed me by
so fast,
oh, so fast

That day
That train
That monster
carried my love away
and carried my soul away.

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