Sometimes I feel like I'm moving in motion
through plane, or through stations,
No time for emotion.
Sometimes I feel like I can't place feelings for words,
No time for my feelings, no time for what's heard.
And somebody, somehow, may come changing my mind.
Stop me from moving, so I can chill and unwind.
Somebody, someday, might stop me from motion.
No time for a thought, I have dropped all my notions.
Because I'm working for something, I don't know why I am here.
I don't know where I will head, but I'm living in fear.
If there's something I'm wishing, it's a dream to look for,
because deep down, don't know why I am stressing anymore.