(One night a Train Driver shut the power down <br />on an empty Train in Broadmeadows, <br />got out, but forgot to put the parking brake on. <br /> <br />The driver-less train rolled away, gathering speed, <br />running express Broadmeadows to (Spencer Street) <br />Southern Cross Station. <br />It was: <br />the Night Train :) <br /> <br /> <br />Night Train <br />runaway <br />come away <br />with me <br /> <br />Come <br />in the night <br />crash through <br />crash <br />and walk away <br />Night Train <br /> <br />They loaded all <br />the city’s goods <br />everything <br />that was needed <br />they put it on <br />the Night Train <br /> <br />We’re getting out <br />the line of track <br />glimmers ahead <br />silver expanse <br />getting up to speed <br />Nitrate <br /> <br />Express yourself <br />ride with me <br />rapidly <br />ride me <br />ride with me <br />blow my horn <br />all aboard <br />the Night Train <br /> <br />Come <br />come with me <br />come on board <br />come out <br /> <br />Night Train<br /><br />Pete Dowe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-train-3/
