Andy Gullahorn Robert's Like A Train
Robert’s off and on like a switch on the wall.
His wagon’s not as strong as we hoped that it was.
Robert’s like a train stuck inside the tracks every day’s the same slipping through the crack.
Robert’s like a train.
Robert’s shifty eyes never do let him rest.
They spend all their time looking for something else.
Robert’s like a wheel taken for a spin.
It’s just the same old deal round and round again.
Robert’s like a wheel.
You tell yourself you want to be free then the quicksand covers your feet.
The more you fight the deeper you sink.
Robert’s tired smile is only there to cover up all the dark desires he does not really want.
Robert’s like a child cause children never know what’s pleasing to the eye can steal away your soul.
Robert’s like a train
