dying

Chasing a shadow down a collapsing street. Running on fumes with blistered feet. The clock keeps ticking, the gears keep turning. While the whole damn world is burning. I'm moving fast just to stay in place. Trapped inside a losing race. And the tragedy repeats. Running out of time on empty streets. The oboe weeps while the piano pounds. Another ghost in a sinking town. I'm pushing forward, but I'm fading fast. Knowing this second is my last. Faster and faster, but the finish line moves. Trapped in the logic of all my old grooves. It hurts to keep up, but it hurts to Stop. Falling straight down from the very top. And the tragedy repeats. Running out of time on empty streets. The oboe weeps while the piano pounds. Another ghost in a sinking town. I'm pushing forward, but I'm fading fast. Knowing this second is my last.