BALTIMORE WORDS & MUSIC:   Earl P. Reinhalter I. from the train I see street signs that still remain. chilling winds chase the fallen leaves down the streets where I used to play in the summertime long ago. II. all aboard, the new passengers take my seat. I walk past where I used to live. looks unreal, like a movie set built from scratch from a photograph. III. earth, revolve like an ancient commuter train. time to go to the car ahead, where my ticket says I should be, where the winds converge on today. © Copyright 1980 Earl P. Reinhalter.   All Rights Reserved.