Stuck on a station
Trains going nowhere
They’re packed with faces
With secrets
Waiting to take the world like a poor man finding treasure
Faces through the windows like tears in the sky
(The beauty of man in the tears we cry)
I run to the gates of freedom
But the floor slides out below me
The lights go out and I can’t see
A doorway opens before me
It’s like a chamber in a mountain of memories
I’m dragged inside
Where are we going on this ride?
A voice whispers, “To the visions of reality. To the ideas of the way it all should be.”
Maybe these walls are going nowhere, just around me
Around a corner
Around a lie
A highway racing through me
They’re taking me in
Only to spit me out
I need to build a bridge over this river of doubt
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Reading this, it feels familiar somehow. Like life. Memories take us on a ride sumtimes, not always 2 where we wanna go. Not always to a “happy place”. I like this one.
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