GRAYSON HUGH

(It was up in Cambridge town, on the Charles River, when I first met Zoe, riding that T train on that bright October day, and we started talking, and her deep brown eyed drew my soul into hers. It was a dangerous and thrilling roller coaster of trolley ride, as we kept missing stop after stop, just to keep talking...)
 
ZOE ON THE T TRAIN
words & music by Grayson Hugh
 
On the trail of a hundred T trains

going 'round this cold harbor town

as the October afternoon was falling

we met up and started talking in the crowd

And as the feet were shuffling to the rail beat

we spoke of Georgia and mountains

secrets of wood and soft southern light

and ghosts in the fountains

 

I call your name

I call it out like a sweet refrain

I call your name

I remember the day I went riding

with Zoe on the T train

 

You reminded me of a cat

perched forward with your deep brown eyes

looking into mine as I looked back

in my shy mountain lion disguise

And when we walked out on the street I remember

you were so near to me and I felt the hush

all the people vanished and I want to feel that

cold October thrill again so much

 

I call your name

I call it out like a sweet refrain

I call your name

I remember the day I went riding

with Zoe on the T train

 

All those afternoons of the harvest moon

full of blue sky and bright yellow trees

in that college town of boulevards and bridges

with the cold wind blowing off the nearby seas


I captured you like a runaway fawn

you harbored me when I was ocean-tossed

I can't believe that I ever found you

I can't believe that you were ever lost

 

I call your name

I call it out like a sweet refrain

I call your name

It's been a while but I still feel the same

And I call your name

I call it out in the snow and rain

I call your name

I remember the day I went riding

with Zoe on the T train

 

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