A Train Went Past The Window

A train went past the window

To interrupt the night

The waiting hours of morning

Seemed further from his sight

The wet wall by the playground

Glistened through the rain

And crying seemed as natural

As parents always claim

Silence makes the memory loud

And silence makes me pray

Though empty hearts can beat as loud

As full ones during the day

Sorrow that a desperate man

Can chase away with light

Always finds his spirit weak

When evening turns to night

The Kings Cross train slows down at night

When the sky is dark

Right next to the infant school

Opposite the park

Rain falls down on Abbeyhill

Memories start to shout

As sky and locomotive

Let the tears run out