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So soothing, so real,
yet mesmerizing,
creating visions of hope,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

Listen, listen to the stories
without them
life is so pointless,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

See it? But,
Not if you don’t feel it
linking the mind’s destination,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

So, relax and
come alone with me
catch the blue train.
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

Time’s wasting,
Don’t hesitate!
Opportunity is on the move,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

If you feel it
you can see it
in your mind’s eye,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

So, catch the blue train,
ride the edge,
see tomorrow’s vision,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

Locomotion,
a blues riff ,
Coltrane changes,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

Face to face with humanity,
going all the way
to the end of the track,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

Forget the plans
of broken dreams,
seeking only the truth,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.

Smokes a rising
signaling a change,
if you’re riding
The last train to Clarksville…

Memphis,

Chicago,

somewhere,

somewhere around the bend.

kenne

Posted May 25, 2009 by kenneturner in Art, Blues, Music, Photography, Poetry

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