I see a freight train
Rolling down the interstate
I know it's too late
To try and save it from its fate
Maybe
Today can be
A sinister plot
Tomorrow
Let’s grow up
In blood clots of sorrows rotten plots
Or stay in a trip
Lazy nights, Lazy nights
Always in season
You’ve got no reason
To fly kites, uneven
Do you KnOcK when you’re leavin’
And I slave away, in my cave
Huntin' for tomorrow
Slave to that mindless day
That I must work for the borrowed
In this deafening, dizzying rave
It shreeks howling in the deepest insanity
Not sure what I’m looking at
Pug the page sure looks crooked to me
Or feeling, it ties into my doubting vanity
And captures a world with no center spine built
For the most free man in a world of seas
Carved from a cancerous cavity
And, and I can try to socialize
But my eyes don’t commit lies
And I demise the skies of a blank mind
Each time I wanna try to never wonder why
Why so tied up in a life of in-harmonious cries
But in real life, I can see the skies
So I try, to just not fly
Cause the lights are bright
And I have sensitive eyes
But when I’m feeling this feeling I do
I just feel like floating around that setting view
Just vanish in the midnight humid
Struttin’ down the streets of that careless doin’
I feel like changing the station
Hop trains, train hopping now
Step foot on coal
Heel, back on coal reminds of doubt
The only gift you get is racing
On a reluctant route
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