Railroad Horns & Old Neighborhoods
Thinking of the past
When bunches of friends
Were clusters of stars ✨
Burning 🔥 day and night
In coffee ☕️ houses and cafes
Old houses 🏘️ and studios
Rehearsal spaces and stages
Shows and crowds smoking
Looking back I was a hack
An idea 💡 man with a hook
With my groove in the heart 💜
I was genuinely authentic
And that might be a song 🎧
Trains from ConRail Yards into
NYC, Detroit and Chicago roll
2:44 a.m. hearing their horns
That's my song 🎶 for you
Railroad Horns & Old Neighborhoods
John Alan Conte' Jr.
4 a.m. November 4, 2025
Good wishes,
John
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