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No one knows where we go
Nothing's ever carved in stone
Still we roam
From roads we know so well
carrying with us the weights of the past
and the ghosts we leave behind
sit around in the darkness
with hate left unspoken
I hope they all can see
that I never meant to let them down
all the things i've done
we done to me not them
yet they linger and remain
the marks the scars these sins
against my name
it's a wondrous world
with room along the tracks
to leave a life behind
i've waited all these years
for a train to drive me back
to the family we were then
in the heart of this child
I've gone for far too long
for them to still find me
so tell my Mom
i miss the ways she used to hold me
tell my Father
i wish he'd always been there
tell my brother
i can not hate him for things he did not know
i see him age every moment
the blue eyes turning grey
and the secrets they do not know
I never meant to let them down
never meant to be someone waiting
standing on the tracks like Karenina
expecting one to come
that will one day
end this heaviness
end this grief
and bring me back
to when there were no secrets to tell
Nothing's ever carved in stone
Still we roam
From roads we know so well
carrying with us the weights of the past
and the ghosts we leave behind
sit around in the darkness
with hate left unspoken
I hope they all can see
that I never meant to let them down
all the things i've done
we done to me not them
yet they linger and remain
the marks the scars these sins
against my name
it's a wondrous world
with room along the tracks
to leave a life behind
i've waited all these years
for a train to drive me back
to the family we were then
in the heart of this child
I've gone for far too long
for them to still find me
so tell my Mom
i miss the ways she used to hold me
tell my Father
i wish he'd always been there
tell my brother
i can not hate him for things he did not know
i see him age every moment
the blue eyes turning grey
and the secrets they do not know
I never meant to let them down
never meant to be someone waiting
standing on the tracks like Karenina
expecting one to come
that will one day
end this heaviness
end this grief
and bring me back
to when there were no secrets to tell
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Thank you for sharing.