when the clock shatters to pieces 

and the mirror starts to bend 

and you can’t remember the names 

of those you called your friends

 

you can’t go back home 

everyone’s gone 

strangers without baggage

gotta keep moving on 

 

finding love, your purpose here

a beauty in others, an end to your fears

 

you keep it moving on a train in a car

you keep it moving getting yourself gone

you keep it moving rolling the dice swiping the phone 

three hundred thirty million people feeling alone 

 

lessons pile like bills 

forehead’s scarred from walls

you’d settle all your prayers

for that moment that was yours  

 

holding your feet 

talking to yourself with care 

what you used to find in others 

you search for in yourself