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I can't relax
Don't lay on these tracks
I'm too concerned that if I turn my back
I'll disappear

Cause if I can't see you
You can't see me
I know it's kid stuff
But that's what I fear

And it never ends,
Yeah that's how it feels
The engine bears down as fast as I pin
The sleepers to steel

And the track only ends
When the engine descends
And our bones become memories
Greasing the wheels

But I can feel a stir in my heart
Makes me think of high school
I couldn't tell if I was ever really getting by
And I was always waiting
For something real to start

And I saw the fence and the gate was crushed
Roots break through and cracked bricks in gardens
We outgrew

And if you won't hear me
Then I won't hear you
I know it's kid stuff
But that's what I'll do

But I can feel a stir in my heart
Makes me think of high school
I couldn't tell if I was ever really getting by
And I was always waiting
Yeah, I was always waiting
For something real to start

I can't relax
Don't lay on these tracks
I'm too concerned that if I turn my back
I'll disappear

Cause if I can't see you
You can't see me
I know it's kid stuff
But that's what I fear

And if I can't see you
You can't see me
I know it's kid stuff
But that's what I fear...