Digital Sunset

Sitting on the Express

True tears on your blue dress

But in all this mess

Nobody could care less

I read in your eyes

That you are ready to blow

Something deep inside

That you don't want us to know

But the abyss is my business

Look at me, I'm obsessed

What's your silent distress?

Give me the access

You don't need to hide

I feel you

Maybe you're just afraid of time

That is slipping through you

Maybe you're in love with someone

But you still don't know who

Maybe your life has passed too fast

Candor couldn't last

Oh no

Is it me I'm talking about?

'Cause I really don't know you

In the end we carry inside

Slivers of a million lives

Train hasn't arrived yet

Digital sunset

And misty mindset

And your cheeks are still wet

You expect us to

Not even care if you fall

But do you close your eyes

When people stumble and crawl

The abyss is our business

Nobody can process

His own troubles unless

Somebody says yes

I'm right here and I

Feel it too

Maybe you heard too many lies

And you wish they were true

Maybe when he whispered goodbye

You could hear an adieu

Maybe you hate and you adore

When you should ignore

Oh no