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 beginsYou do your best to avoid assimilation

Guess that's the best you can doAnd though the parts of it that matter change

All traces disintegrateAt 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 forgetResponding now to trains that crash before you

Never thought crashing could happen to youAnd though the parts of it that matter change

All traces disintegrate