some dylan

if you see her, say
hello,

she might be in tangiers.

sings Dylan.
i play it again.

she's living there i hear.

whatever makes her happy...

there is blood on the tracks.
both mine
and hers. but

there's another train coming,
don't the brake man look good
hanging on the double E,

just around the curve.

it takes a lot to laugh,
but a train to cry.