a lake is forming
drifting me
collecting all my forgeries
competing with my disposition
drifting sleeping eyes awake
coming clean
collecting dust
coming down on my mistrust
and these roots are steady reaching
pulling at my concentration
and the sky is falling
atom bombs
but i never saw this train was coming
and everything is moving so fast
i couldn't dream of catching up
and there never came a tear to your eye
it all came out so easily
but i never saw this train was coming
i can't figure out which way i'm running
and i'm losing myself
breaking down
hoping i'll just come around
all my fears they seem to chase me.
these broken words seem to erase me.
but why can't i come out and face me?
worlds away from simple view...
but it's nothing to me
something else
forgotten records on a shelf
but i never saw this train was coming.
like butter toffee
it's clinging to me
collecting all my forgeries
but it's calling like a winter leaf
mocking me and all my grief
but i never saw this train was coming.
i can't figure out which way i'm running.
and i'm losing myself
breaking down.
hoping i'll just come around.
and all my fears the seem to chase me.
these broken words seem to erase me.
so why can't i come out and face me?
worlds away from simple view....