What does fate mean to you?
Are you standing in place or moving in space
What does fate mean to you, or me?
Am I standing in place, are you moving in space
Are our hearts shrinking down to the size
Of a family or beating time with the drum of humanity
What has time done to you or me
Have you changed your face or were you always this way?
I think my thoughts are slipping, slipping down
To the ground but it’s shifting, life that I knew swept away
Away and gone, wheels turn on, gone
I was on a train
Running down the tracks I laid
You were on the altar staying out of the rain
Guess I’ll take this boxcar of memories on another ride
Everybody’s taking cover from the pain
Was I your sister or was I your mother
Who’s to say the story’s done it’s written in our DNA
Did we craft these circumstances or is there an undercover
Sieve that sorts our souls
Were these stars painted across the sky?
Or are they the strings of the marionette in her dance?
Left and right, hold on tight, hold…
I was on a train….
Where this track goes no one knows
Keep riding on a train