Stations Testo

I don’t know why, the lights, they never change. Been stood here far too long. It’s time to disengage. I don’t know why we’re better when it rains. I’m cold to your design. You’re cold to my embrace. I don’t know why I gravitate to loss. I feel too much inside. I cannot shake it off. I don’t know why you never hold a kiss. You snap it at the heart. It freezes on your lips. We’re stations, disconnected at the heart. Our rails are rusted veins; our switches, torn apart.