Where are you going?

In Railway parade

There is a girl

Oh where are you going now?

Her fingers to busy, to quick for traps

She is writing the love of a the storm

Oh where are you going now?

She wants for you to stay

Like the simile for metaphors

An undecided thing

Oh where is she going now?

It’s almost Christmas Eve

Oh don’t follow; she knows the way well

Oh where are we going now?

No salvation on this Yuletide Eve, this Yuletide Eve

There is a present underneath the tree

The one that is from me

Where do we go now?

Where are we going?

I bought you my heart

But Jesus smashed it on the floor

And took my soul away, a verse at a time

Where will I go now?


You’ve gone where I can’t follow.