Me train

 Nothing good on the me train

It’s way too fast and mad 

On bent brain I lean, ends mad and mean 

Sitting alone, sad 

Can’t get off the Bullet train 

Won’t stop long enough at the station 

So I’m banged around in a wall of sound 

Only thought I can think is frustration 

How much will do I have, can’t I step off 

Will I fall to my death if I do 

In the heat of the ride, when I’ve turned into Hyde

It feels like my options are few 

I’m not in control, I’m there and I’m back 

So weird, I’m a cool, calm man 

When I climb on that train, it’s rolling again 

I signal, He restores my hand 

How much will do I have, can’t I step off 

Will I fall to my death if I do 

In the heat of the ride, when I’ve turned into Hyde

It feels like my options are few 

How much will do I have, can’t I step off 

Will I fall to my death if I do 

In the heat of the ride, when I’ve turned into Hyde

It feels like my options are few.

Proverbs 3:5-6

Trust in the LORD with all your heart

and lean not on your own understanding;

in all your ways submit to him,

and he will make your paths straight.

Matthew 12:13

Then he said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” So he stretched it out and it was completely restored, just as sound as the other.