Tonight when I drift into my deep slumber
There's only one sight I long for
To life my life flat
And strap it to the rail road
Waiting for the chosen train
Would be the most painful
Laying helplessly in its path
I wait, and while I wait
I think of everything.
My head feels so clear now
As my sweaty palms begin to gain beat
I brace myself
My head begins to band against the
For I'm about to gain all peace
And yet all I see is your face.
That’s when I realize this changes nothing
Nothing can help me, but myself
But this light has come to late
Scrambling and screaming
The train simply
Bumps over my body
Everything over in an instance.