A blank slate of time,
an anchor or a kite,
fingers in the snow
of patterns you'll never know,
But I will
Can't stop me, Can't stop me now.
I'm drunk on the train
why'd you jump?
why'd you jump,
on the tracks?
Do I morn the loss?
call out the progress?
or both?
But you'll never know,
But I will
Can't stop me, Can't stop now.
You can twist the maze
reflect the page
only to start a fire,
with your dumb words,
but I won't,
waste waste waste off life
but I won't
waste waste off life.