The Train That You Run

The modern trap
With objects set
Place a bet
All you get
A convenient trek
Illusions no longer sane
With glitter and gold
Nobody does fold
All is cold
Will be sold
A soul to mold
Never felt a drop of rain
The road to end
Nobody a friend
See the trend
Lines to bend
All to amend
Circles are ingrained
It doesn’t matter, when all is done
The glass is shattered, wake up the one
That’s inside you, the train that you run
All kinds of shows
Distractions flow
Nothing left to know
A golden glow
Through the snow
Going down the drain
Talk to hear
Exposing fears
Shedding tears
Drinking beers
Getting near
Holding onto the mane
A wild ride
No longer sides
Answered why’s
Learn to fly
With a sigh
Only yourself to blame
It doesn’t matter, when all is done
The glass is shattered, wake up the one
That’s inside you, the train that you run
Entitled streams
Killing dreams
Not as it seams
What it means
Growing green
Able to chop the cane
Make a drink
Start to think
Anchors sink
Dropping links
Past the brink
Cowards will be named
Across the bridge
Walk the ledge
Beyond the hedge
Drive a wedge
Into your head
A diamond to the brain
It doesn’t matter, when all is done
The glass is shattered, wake up the one
That’s inside you, the train that you run
Into the clouds
A foreign ground
Hear the sound
The goose is found
When you’re unwound
Call it the end of the day
See the stars
From where you are
No more cards
Just a few more yards
Ask the bard
When needing to douse the flames
Settled with a tree
Plant the seed
Honey from bees
Making mead
A glimpse of free
Nothing is ever the same
It doesn’t matter, when all is done
The glass is shattered, wake up the one
That’s inside you, the train that you run