I'd like to go for a walk,
we could talk,
about the things we don't care about.
How are you? How's work? How's school?
Are you doing fine? I'm doing fine, that's fine.
I don't want to cut around this one.
This awkward silence drives us crazy.
These fleeting moments leave me dizzy.
So let's just talk, let's just talk.

I have this idea in my head that I can fix anything,
but I can't.
I can't hold everything in picture frames.
I can only hide away so much in so many of the
drawers.

Oh how I've gone fragile.

Was it the boat that I missed?

Was it the child I left?
In all that darkness,
was it you that I kissed?
Who knew that we were next?

Don't be tired just yet
we still got so much to talk about
sweetheart.
Your legs can't kick out just yet,
This train will carry our bodies
or what's there or what's left.

It's all through our legs and our arms
and our eyes and our laughs.
Sometimes you have to learn when to say 'no'.
It's hard I know.

I know.

And tell me, what's
keeping me from you?

What's separating you and I?

No, don't say that.
You know it's not true.
No, it's not like that.
No, it's not me and you.
You've got it all wrong, wrong.
No, you've got it all wrong, wrong, wrong

No, it just keeps coming.
It just keeps going.
It's just not stopping.
It's just not slowing.

It won't stop.

No, it's up and it's running.
No, it's gone and it's going.
No, it's pushing and pushing
it won't stop.
It won't stop,
it can't stop.

There has got to be a way to get this right.
To get this moving, to bend these tracks.
I am ready for it, I am ready for it.

White knuckled, bleeding I will
tear the ground up from this Earth.
I will bend these tracks and I will change the times.
Things won't end like this, this isn't the end of the line.
I'm not giving up just yet.