Sometimes you don't even know what you did the day before.
It feels as if the only times you can be free is in your dreams.
Everyone is always so busy, leaving what's important unsettled,
Without even knowing where they are headed - eternal journeymen.
It's to you I want to say this. Spread your wounded wings.
All those dreams and times added up on the Everlasting Train setting forth.
Never surrending is not the be all, kindness alone does not amount to love.
You can go anywhere, you can do anything. Sweep aside the present.
Look up at the blue skies, and that smile crumbles away.
But the painful times outweigh the happy ones, don't they.
Eternal journeymen who test the truth that they sensed
When they deceived themselves by running away and pretending all was well.
It's to you I want to say this. Spread that map of pure white.
So many nights across the oceans, the Everlasting Train running forth.
Yearning alone does not make a dream, simply seeking makes not the measure
of a person.
It's all right to cry, to be laughed at. Strip away it all.
Even if the seasons change people, even if I'm left behind,
Don't look back, don't give up. You can't go back on the Everlasting Train.
I keep but the joy of having met the real you in my heart.
It's the rainbow train to the neverending skies, the future unfolding.
