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.