Running from the train, angel
Wings flapping furiously
As it eats up the track behind you
Fly angel fly
There’s a clattering, rattling
Horror roaring after you
Angel racing against a speeding destiny
Just get off the easy path you’re treading
Leap to freedom
Or another kind of freedom will mow you down
Run from the train, angel.
Fly like Pegasus above danger.
Live to race the passing engines
from the safety of sidings and pastures.
Fly angel, fly
© S L Bird