fourteen

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I got lights in my pathway

no signs or sight, just running down tracks

trying to keep straight

trying to keep my sanity in check

but there's trains running back my way

and now I'm standing in the middle

at a crossroads where the lines shift

and there's this weight on my chest

fogging up my thoughts

with the clouds of the sky overcasting

the sound of my heartbeat

and somewhere there's a lever to stop the crash

as the blur racing in the morning fog lights

is hard to capture as I'm caught up in the rapture

of being in the middle of this night fall...

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