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.
