Surrendering the Ghost
ADAM J. RUBENSTEIN, DAVID V. MOORE
In the engine hymn of this evening's train,
I swore I heard your name.
And in the whistle's refrain
Of this evening's train,
I swore I heard your name.
I remember keeping mad hours in the night
Under an honest sky,
When the world's shadows stood
At shoulder side by side,
And so did you and I.
Like a bashful boy to shudder
From a ray of light,
A coward by design.
While across this crowded town
There's a girl who bleeds
From open wounds and an open heart.
That's a feeling that I can't afford.
I've been in the dark too long.