Train tracks!

That fine raining day trotting down the tracks

Listen to the birds chirp, water run the peace of Gods works

The tracks were old used just like me

That fine rainy day I asked God to help me

What I have done I had to face myself

That the say I stand on the train track

I was alone and helpless

Then God told me that I would be OK.

When push comes to shove

That was the fine day that I did not jump off the tracks

Every time when I feel down he was their to pick me up

When push comes to shove that day is going to always be with me

Going back to that fine day trotting down the tracks?

Listen to the birds chirping, water running the peace of Gods works

I wanted to stand looking down the cliff again

Tomorrow I will face my cliff again alone.

Will this be the fine day my life will end?

Will this be the end of everything that I know?

Will this be the end of everything that I am?

Tomorrow I will visit the past!

Tomorrow I ask God please be with me