atomicant

'as the express train passes the local,
moves by just like a paper boat.
although it weighs a million pounds,
i swear it almost seems to float.
and as we pass by each other,
our heads all full of bother,
we can't look, we can't stop,
we can't think, we can't start.
'cause we're stuck in our own past,
and it's the way it always lasts.
and i need something more
from you.'