Springstreen brought Prince to Rainbow

the sound of the train whistle
cuts through Springsteen
playing Prince
here in the garden of memories
while the wheels of commerce
on the BNSF cut through
purple rain
children playing unaware
of the iron wheels
on rails
go round their
merry-go and
slip down their
slides
the church opens
its doors to
the faithful and
the sinner alike
and here I sit
with the dead
while Bruce plays on
getting us all wet
in purple rain.