The things that I see, I am not sure transpire
I am not burning up while walking the fire
The ride on the tracks to extinguish, expire
To suddenly open that heart to desire
And the train that was there, is no longer near
The world is so unclear
The things that I see, I am not certain have formed yet
Saint Valentines tower and a rainbow that domed it
For all of my troubles are a painted vapor
For all I require , the stars are my mentors
My musings are soaring made of fabric so sheer
The world is so unclear
The train has departed
And the horn is so loud
And all who was on it
Wore a red shroud
I am standing so quiet
No words could describe it
But all that was murky
Is clearing up all around
The day is not over, paths have no beginnings
The words in the books carry no meanings
I thought I was clever, but I was just hiding
I am actually better, I am no longer trying
The flame that’s inside burns without fear
The world is so unclear