Lyrics
Life’s an interesting thing in that we’re constantly changing from one moment
to the next…
Becoming something new… something we may have never expected. But uhhh,
some things
Stay with you, some things never change. See, as a kid I used to walk down
those old train tracks
I still do today, and that’s one thing that’s stayed the same
I walk down these old tracks and I just. I just think.
This small towns was my genesis, I reminisce
'Bout, the days memories that stayed with me once forever since
November fifth, autumn trees, watching fallen leaves
They twist and turn, burn once they’ve caught the breeze
Lost and free, upon a moonlit night
I carry the past with me and I can’t lose this life
We’ve all got one shot and I’m trying to do this right
But sometimes all I got is my music, Christ
Views to write, to hold the moment close and give meaning
An empty pursuit, I should just be happy that I’m still breathing
In a season of love and pain and sun and rain
It’s all fucking same, but I’m asking why has nothing’s changed?
James Dean (Rebel Without a Cause, 1955): You’re tearing me apart!
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So why is it that I keep on falling?
Why is it I always get what I never wanted?
I’m just looking for a path, but I’m left looking at the past
So I’m walking these train tracks and I’m never looking back.
I felt safe in bed, when I could lay against her naked chest
So close I swear to God I could taste her breath
Watch me fade away so I can just escape in sex
But like everyone else soon enough… away she went
These pained regrets, aren’t making any sense
I held knives to my wrists without breaking any flesh
And maybe I’m crazy I know that they labelled me depressed
Insane the game I played until they changed me in my head
The days red roses across a stained glass window
The prey awaits faceless to mate the black widow
The train track signals, the lights turns red
These eyes yearn, so where do I turn next?
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So I could listen to the preacher read the sermon
Or justify the failures in my life by saying it was predetermined
Smoking this cigarette is just a reminder of my lack of freewill
And this beds comfortable, but its where my apathy builds
Step into the cold air and tell me how reality feels
Why is it that every drink I pass around comes back to me chilled
I’ll down the bottle, just so I can drown my sorrow
Close my eyes tonight and come around tomorrow
I’ve found all I really want is just to be left alone
Left to lead a life of love, like I read in poems
Thought I had it once but then I chose to let it go To end the road so you’ll never know, what I said or wrote
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