There's a train already come

There's a train already come

Her hands are birds, her heart a drum—

Lo these many years



There's a horse upon a yard

There's a horse upon a yard

The blooms are sweet, the stems are hard—

Lo these many years



There's a kiss nobody saw

By the bridge, upon a wall

There's a house caught on with fire

And news of him sent on a wire…



There's a train now gone from view

There's a train now gone from view

Her heart is still, her eyes are too—

Lo these many years