Too late

Stop, halt, no go
You call out
But they do not stop
No, they go on
Hey
It is not right
You know you need to fight
Call out
Stop
Try to catch an eye
Shout loud
But they do not hear
Walk on with no fear
From your place
You see it all
The train
The track
You try to act
Bang on the glass
Too late
The girl, the man
A train
Fate

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