The Locomotive

Step aside. I'll never start again. I'm not in the mood, But I gotta move. At least what I was hoping, The barriers stayed open. Now it's just for the wait, and how unjust Is this weight? My back was so broken. Tear me apart, pull me open. Look inside, see the corrosion. The turn I spoke my name, this vessel was Delayed. No objects in motion. The subject to smoking. The platform silence my empty emotion. This track keeps on going by. I'm alone, I'm alone. In deep isolation. In the dead of night. In the dead of night. Waiting for the train in the dead of night. Oh, how. We all have our evils. We turn just to keep 'em. Curled up and feeble. Played by our brains, the eternal second Plane. I wish I was equal. If only that simple. I wish I was people. I wish. The train now arrives. I breathe and take me home. Step the gap of mine. Step the gap of mine. Oh, God. God. We all have our evils. We turn just to keep 'em. The soul of the people. And I wish I was equal. I was equal. I wish equal.