The tracks that change and unchain mind
as if to chase who I should have been.
The metal that has discovered me.
But through these dirty fogged mirrors,
my makeup stays the same.
Yet I realize,
I've grown to fall in love
with what I do not recognize.
I let my thoughts leave as these rails
Lead me.
Bring me anew,
if only to leave the old.
Lonesome heads on windows
and nearly exploding for words.
Grabbing onto any passing strangers breath,
desire for their unknown tales
Desire to know it as if it were my own.
Connect me.
Drive me
towards sanity with a gentle side to side rock
and a slight hum you can't ignore.
Fill me.
Melody upon melody flowing
through mind and state.
Befriend me.
How odd it is to feel most belonged
to a place not meant to keep a single soul.