hear its whistle,
many minutes past.
Time is disappearing,
Space is almost gone,
Listen to the SOL Train,
many hours past.
Colors turning black and white,
The light is very near,
Listen to the SOL Train,
many days past.
Alice is on the chessboard,
The Queen is having tea,
Listen to the SOL Train,
many weeks past.
I see the event horizon,
The holes are pulling in,
Listen to the SOL Train,
many months past.
Dulcinea is believing,
Don Quixote is never dead,
Listen to the SOL Train,
many years past.
Time is far away now,
But coming closer still,
Do you hear it calling?
I never will.
Listen for the SOL Train,
Try to catch a ride,
At the speed of light,
There isn't time to die.
How much time do you have left?
© 1995 K. T. Maschmeyer
