Moving Train
I’m here, at the breaking point. Coming apart as if these pieces never held Why I wanted to be here, in this rusted, lifeless cabin, I can’t recall There is no memory of the purpose that set me on this...
I’m here, at the breaking point. Coming apart as if these pieces never held Why I wanted to be here, in this rusted, lifeless cabin, I can’t recall There is no memory of the purpose that set me on this...