Thinking about a sense of home I’ll never see
Looking out the train window for destiny
Or at least a pleasant distraction
My hear, my mind, my body they ache
Tremors go through my being
When I have to go back
To the places where I feel so devastated
But the performance must go on
I can’t sleep well at night
I have a problem rising to the day
My mind stretched in a million directions
I pray that the weekend leads to an escape
I’ll travel far to get to friendly faces
I’ll go wherever for beautiful scenery
Drain my pockets to feel happy and free
They’re taxed heavy by my problems anyway
I need some relief
I wake up my mind, challenging my heart, and push my body to the limit
I need to rise to achieve
I need it to be as easy to say as it is to do
I need a reason to believe
So as I come back to this
This taxing mess I call my now
I feel a little better, but the sadness is creeping
I wonder if this week I’ll be closer to achieving
Or is this another time to regret