Sunday, May 16, 2010

Old Ironsides

Old Ironsides, you're comfortable, you're familiar, your rocking and rolling along the track is soothing, but you can't take me where I want to go.
I wish you could.
As wonderful as you are, there's more than steel I want to rest my head on, and more than the clacking of metal on tracks I want to feel.

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