Daylight can never really hide what's alive
I know it's hard sometimes
For you to tell where you end
And where the world beginsYou do your best to avoid assimilation
Guess that's the best you can do
And though the parts of it that matter change
All traces disintegrateAt night
My mind gets on this
Train of thought
And can't get back off
And when you know
How few things there are worth knowing
I suppose
Anyone who tries could forget
Responding now
To trains that crash before you
Never thought
Crashing could happen to youAnd all the parts of it that matter change
All traces disintegrate
