Mar 27, 2004 19:47
i am on a runaway train.
but i cannot decide
if i am the person arduously shoveling coal
into the oven
or the person in the last car
standing on the edge with my hands
gripping the metal bars
watching the past (seventeen years worth)
rapidly
fade away behind
++++
i hate this new millennium
i've decided that 80's music surpases that of the latter.
this milennium better get better.
everything feels played out.
Won't you come see about me
I'll be alone, dancing --- you know it, baby
Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out