The train chugs along
Slowly losing steam
Workers frantically dump more coal into its furnace
It helps
And the wheels roar into life again
But only for a short-lived while
It starts losing steam again
As its velocity grinds to almost half its usual speed
Chug-a-chug-chug
The wheels are feeling the strain
As each revolution takes place along the railtracks
Chug-a-chug-chug
The railtracks seem endless
Leading to nowhere in particular
Just going on and on
Far out into the horizon
Far out into the divide between night and day
Far out into come what may
And then I realise
I am that train
Chug-chug-chuggin' along
Move-move-movin' along
Who, what, where, when, why, how
Lose, losing, lost
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