I lie awake
And I'm thinking
I might be late
To the train
For this sake
I should be running
Instead the lake
Is in my brain
It's waves are golden
The wind is fresh
I think I missed it
Now one time less
But I'm persistent
I just hop on
In my dreams
As they roll along
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