On one such green day, the girl with the green thumb wrote:
The Train to Nirvana
The road is long, the troubles are many.
It never shines, it always rains.
So people round the world are ready,
to hop aboard the train.
They've come from every corner of the world.
From every line of work.
From businessmen to servant girls,
with every kind of quirk.
But they all share a common bond,
a need to go somewhere.
Whatever the reason for their want,
the train will get them there.
The journey starts, it piques their senses,
They're already miles away.
There are no guards and no defences
against what it has to say.
The passengers are absorbed in awe
of the view of the places they pass.
It's karma - powerful and raw,
it's ecstacy spreading fast.
There are no more griefs, no more sorrows.
There's nothing they can't face.
The worries they had about tomorrow
have vanished without a trace.
The train rushes forward, gathers speed,
its destination very near.
The journey has done its deed,
Nirvana is finally here!
The road is long, the troubles are many.
It never shines, it always rains.
So people round the world are ready,
to hop aboard the train.
They've come from every corner of the world.
From every line of work.
From businessmen to servant girls,
with every kind of quirk.
But they all share a common bond,
a need to go somewhere.
Whatever the reason for their want,
the train will get them there.
The journey starts, it piques their senses,
They're already miles away.
There are no guards and no defences
against what it has to say.
The passengers are absorbed in awe
of the view of the places they pass.
It's karma - powerful and raw,
it's ecstacy spreading fast.
There are no more griefs, no more sorrows.
There's nothing they can't face.
The worries they had about tomorrow
have vanished without a trace.
The train rushes forward, gathers speed,
its destination very near.
The journey has done its deed,
Nirvana is finally here!
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