Biz Barclay - Trains

I touch my toes to the track
Just to see if I still have it in me to jump
I know that I won’t but I think if I can
That maybe that might just be enough
To get me home

Cause it’s been a long time
Since I’ve been in the drivers seat
I-
I'm running I can hardly breath

So catch me up quick tell me: who’s greatest fear it is
If I crack my neck trying to keep up appearances?
It’s too late
I missed the damn train again
I'm too old to die pretty
Too young to die scared

I split my days with somebody else
Guess that’s why they all say I don’t "seem like myself "
Caught in the wakе of things that she felt
Or maybe it’s mе? You know these days I can’t tell

Cause it’s been a long time
Since I’ve been in the driver’s seat
The man on the platform is watching me count back my lies
Until the day I told my mama "I don’t wander at night"
I take the northern line, get wasted on the wasted time
The man across the tracks he looks at me he’s got my father’s eyes

I’m too old to die pretty and too young to die scared
I’m too old to die pretty and too young to die scared
I’m too old to die
I’m too young to die
I’m too scared
I’m too old to die
I’m too young to die
I’m too I’m too I’m too