So Untitled
And I'm shivering for now I'm too cold
and I'm feeling I'm already too old
this train is going nowhere fast but I can't get off it
the sun is burning bright in my eye
and I know that all I can do now is try
but with this fear of failure in the back of my mind
I think Im scared
the age of Orton over
but the age of Ipod living on
I know I am not always right
but at least I admit when I am wrong
unlike you
and this train is yet to stop
it keeps moving on the tracks of time
forever will I also run
to leave my past behind
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