Traces

Daylight cannot really hide what's alive

I know it's hard sometimes

For you to tell where you end

And where the world begins

You do your best to avoid assimilation

Guess that's the best you can do

And though the parts of it that matter change

All traces disintegrate

At night my mind gets on this train of thought

And can't get back off and when you know

How few things there are worth knowing

I suppose anyone who tries could forget

Responding now to trains that crash before you

Never thought crashing could happen to you

And though the parts of it that matter change

All traces disintegrate