As Sky's mellow the endless echo of blue orange rides into your sides riddling the tides into hypnotic follow of the moons current. you don't wish these days were longer for you cant wait forever for the past to evaporate. The rail road track will lead me back someday, always to you. Don't listen to all that information says, the fact is that no fact is true, question even the questions for it will not be of benefit to stay with the truth, dreams and falsehood will get you were life gets peaceful. One day we can walk away and say I'm glad i didn't stay. its not too late to say I'm not attached to that railroad track.
