Kicker

Took the train alone to Boston for the first time in a long time I wish I could say there was something that I learned, something that I took home But you don't always gain from what you lose, and you don't always get what you choose I always throw every word I say away Nothing has a grasp on the only constant The only kicker to my own conscience Burn it all away so I can see the light of day Paint reflections, I'm bruising my inaction But I am just a ghost of nothing now (I'm thinking that we've become something that we will miss) Nothing has a grasp on the only constant The only kicker to my own conscience Burn it all away so I can see the light of day Paint reflections, I'm bruising my inaction But I am just a ghost of nothing now Took the train alone to Boston for the first time in a long time You started a fire in my mind --- Kicker - Toluca Lake