Runaway Train (original)

I just got this one out a night ago due to a chat I had with someone dear to me. Probably why it feels a little cliche-y.

Lyrics:

I mope in my apartment all day
while my head soars through all this space.
I think of all the words I'd like to say
and my tongue treats thoughts like a race.

The songs I wanted to write for you
are really songs I wrote for me.
Instead of letting apprehension brew
I gotta break my lock and key.

I feel like a runaway train
with so many tracks to cruise through
And though I don't want to go away
regret's something I refuse to lose to.

Seems like it's taking me four hours
to qualify my simple dreams
I'm letting all my love go sour
worrying through perceived extremes.


And, oh, I'm done trying to prove myself
to all the disbelievers drifting in my head.
I've made a habit of sitting on the shelf
but suddenly I'm roaring past instead.

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