| Far off train noise speaks to me. | |
| Is there meaning in these boring days. | |
| I understand that but reality weighs me down. | |
| Doesn't kill my childhood dreams. | |
| But scared to leave it behind. | |
| Now denying, ideals changing. | |
| However many times I'm hurt I can take reality. | |
| The more weight on my shoulders, | |
| the weaker I am but I'm keeping those dream in my heart. | |
| The answer's already there, | |
| forget about where I got off the track | |
| Integrated, the old me and new me chasing my dreams. |