She sat in a chair by the window and stared at the world
That was rolling by.
She left without warning on a train bound for Portland
Beneath a steel gray sky.
Her mind was in shambles by the light of a candle as she
Searched for a silent good - bye,
To her mother and sister who never would miss her
For they both saw the world through closed eyes
Now rain knocks the window, that cold lonely pillow
And the sun soon will go out to hide.
The wilderness passes like embers in ashes,
A farewell to a world gone awry.
Her dreams soft and somber with no path for to wander
Will all turn to dust come sunrise.
For now she is lost there in the still of the night air
To wait for the moon's turning tide.
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