Far off train noise speaks to me. | |
Is there meaning in these boring days. | |
I understand that but reality weighs me down. | |
Doesn't kill my childhood dreams. | |
But scared to leave it behind. | |
Now denying, ideals changing. | |
However many times I'm hurt I can take reality. | |
The more weight on my shoulders, | |
the weaker I am but I'm keeping those dream in my heart. | |
The answer's already there, | |
forget about where I got off the track | |
Integrated, the old me and new me chasing my dreams. |