You can see some things coming in life, and still not know it how to stop it... |
Track 13 Train is moving on down the track Heart's on board I can’t get it back I know this station no platform in view When old replaces all which was new Foggy morning’s glory Lover’s same ol’ story Such a clear vision Fades with division Busted bridges are falling down Another day feeling the clown Try as you might and hope what you will You see the flight and handle the bill Broken is the magic spell Now hearing the tolling bell Wisdom was put on hearts back burner Despite being the world’s quick learner Took that chance with happy dance Spun around in wild romance Now foggy talks and seldom walks Freedom’s heart now quietly balks Time and things and all that beset Wishing for a time clock's reset Changing tides and endless rides Subtle destruction from various sides Slow is the upcoming lingering death Would be done quicker if she did meth But such is love and its slow decay I see it coming there is not much to say. Try as I might and wish what I may This train is bound and on it’s way No stopping or holding, no way to endure This is love's end and there’s never cure When words are spoken and action are token All the beauty that was, lies in meadows broken Tears will be shed and some wish themselves dead But Life always move on, or at least that’s what I read. |