Packed a last few shirts into a bloated suitcase The last glimpse of comfort and a ticking clock face i swear those hands move faster every day I'm more confused than ever but i don't beg or pray cause the sparkling light from morning sun is all we should need to feel warm
I reach the station with just minutes to spair I glance at my watch time's going faster this days i swear Eyes focus up now on the train timetable board There's only two platforms to be explored it's then that i admited to myself
Chorus: that i'm lost oh lost beyond the constellations that guide me
There's a train at 12 (twelve) Destination - Disaster It's running on time as time runs faster On platfom two Is destination to sustainability It's the delayed thow It's was supposed to arrive at 11:50 (eleven fifty) Platform one it says stand behind the yellow line by I sat on the platform edge and just stare at the time
Chorus
My mind wanders back to the oblivious existance I'm all choked up now with the thread of distance As the train bound for disaster chokes up for the station I don't board on other side cause i decide it's wrong destination but the train bound for sustainability is nowhere to be seen
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And then I realise that
We need to use our own two feet to walk these tracks and we have to squad out and we have to watch each others backs if forgivness is our torch and imagination our sword We have tied the rope to pay and such open the minds of the poorAnd we'll saw world so equalent free Every inch of this Earth is yours all the land and all the sea Imaginary strictions by the climate and the weather And we can explore space together Forever