new train station up ahead:
hold on to your bags.
desperate times call for desperate measures
and my zip-locks have failed me.
lately,
i've been feeling down (too)
down, train track height, down;
but the train drives fast and i ain't got time to dwell on what should've been.
i'm moving
free will discarded like a greasy paper bag:
use it once, leave it behind
forget all about it, it's done.
we're speeding together
you & i
travelling to the lands of the unknown
where, perhaps, i'll get to know you.
lay your soul down for me
the blanket is soft, i swear.
i hope we don't crash,
i hope we don't burn.

we're speeding together,
you & i
time's a blur.
we hope we won't get hurt
getting off this train
and leaving behind the world.