Taken by a train,
You have gone onto to better lands.
Left here by chance,
My heart has yet to heal.

You have gone onto better lands,
Tell me some of the stories.
My heart has yet to heal,
Fill in the blanks of my mind.

Tell me some of the stories,
So the knowledge of the future will grow.
Fill in the blanks of my mind,
Let me in on the mysteries of the Promised Land.

So the knowledge of the future will grow,
I will wait to feel you near.
Let me in on the mysteries of the Promised Land,
As I strain to hear your voice upon the wind.

I will wait to feel you near,
I vow to appreciate your time.
As I strain to hear your voice upon the wind,
You guide me through whispers.

I vow to appreciate your time,
Wishing I had before.
You guide me through whispers,
Experiences spoken yet unheard.

Wishing I had before,
Stopped and listened to
Experiences spoken yet unheard.
Pieces of history now lost to the wind.