There he goes,
All tongue tied.
Sour mouthed but he ain’t blind,
Fallen innocence, where did you sleep last night?

Saw a boy on the railway station,
Lookin’ down at the tracks.
He thought the journey had already made him,
Forgotten child, why don’t you sleep at night?

Out of mind, out of sight, out of the light,
Out of pain, out of rage, out like a stain.
In a turmoil, in a turning point, in the lungs like a joint,
In the surreal, in the distortion, in the wound trying to heal.

Lost soul, he’s always hiding,
Lost soul, promised to have a light blinding.
Lost soul, come and stay,
Don’t...