Tumble from Moments Pass by Cemetery Poet

Tumbling like a tumble weed
Across the lonely plane
A blind man trying to steer without a wheel,
On his way to meet the train .
Climb aboard and say goodbye,
All aboard try not to cry,
Waving through the dirty glass,
Cant see the face your looking for.
Tumbling and stumbling, nowhere for you to land.
On your way , ya don't know where you're gonna end up,
.. got your ticket in your hand.
Head is spinning like the earth around the sun,
Orbiting round the drain for another run,
Ushered in, there's no more time so take your seat,
The whistle blows the bell has rung.
Our lives' they all fly by,
Everything's a blur,
Thick smoke fills the sky,
Above the engines roar.
To much steam and rain, too much hurt and pain
On rails we all depart ,
Slide valves ,and iron heart.
Don't pack a thing ,
Only our names ,
Our deeds define us.
Pretense takes wing,
Lies fly away , what hides beneath, is honest.
Cant stop yourself, from falling ,
The future wont stop calling you,
Its true,...we are what we
are trying not to be...
Tumble weed .......
What becomes of all of us,
When we end up here?
These empty words cant
Fill our hearts,
We're Drowning in our tears.
Tumbling and rolling
We can't comprehend
Pushing us and pushing us
Until we reach the end.
What becomes of all of us
When we end up here
These empty words cant
Fill our hearts,
We're Drowning in our tears.
Tumbling and rolling,
We can't comprehend,
Pushing us and pushing us,
Until we reach the end.
Will the shadows swallow us
Will we disappear
Will our echoes fill the void
A song to calm the fear
Tumbling and rolling
We are, in the end
Falling down and crawling round, till we get up again.
On our way home..
The view is changing..
Into the unknown ,
Wondrous Strange things ,
Where we come from,
Where we're going,
What we've become,
The seed we're sowing.

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