You. Know. Find. Me.
Earlier, outside of the train:
We wander in packs to protect ourselves,
still knowing of today's civilization we start working with instinct.
Past is a thing of the past,
this man who shambles behind me knows.
30 steps back for 1 forward.
Am I looking a mirror?
Looking at myself?
Another attempt to escape from his insanity,
always trying to do nothing.
We worry, for ourselves.
I know my direction now,
Two more arms, two more legs, still one mind.
We wander in packs to protect ourselves,
still knowing of today's civilization we start working with instinct.
Past is a thing of the past,
this man who shambles behind me knows.
30 steps back for 1 forward.
Am I looking a mirror?
Looking at myself?
Another attempt to escape from his insanity,
always trying to do nothing.
We worry, for ourselves.
I know my direction now,
Two more arms, two more legs, still one mind.