She’s on the Train

She's here to test the future man
With x-ray eyes for every plan
Don't try to compromise her views
She'll win the day and make the news

Sometimes her cycle makes her sick
But she's too quick to keep it down
She's dressed for flight, the perfect night
A silver stream walked into town
And in her eyes
A simple cure
For young or old, for rich or poor

When everything she saw was her and of her mind
Would she bathe in all what was good until all else believed she's blind
Making her choices with her emotions
She begged stability while she stirred the world's commotions
She was shocked
Door was locked
Now it's opened up and pours the truth in to her cups

See...
Life in the palm of her hands
Youth in the palm of her hands
Balance in the palm of her hands
Truth in the palm of her hands
Life in the palm of her hands
Youth in the palm of her hands
Balance in the palm of her hands
Truth in the palm of her hands

She lives her life the way it came
Summer's tease and learn to pain
Played her games in city streets
To taste the life she longed to keep

Sometimes her cycle made her sick
But she was quick to keep her poise
She blew her top and caused a tidal wave to drown the world in noise
But in a thought, she would forgive
And granted need, to light, to live