So, as I pass through my old life
On a slow moving train
A murmur of memories
Pop in and out again
Some of them linger
Some of them a while
Some cause me heartache
Most make me smile
I seem so detached
It catches me by surprise
It’s like I’m looking
Through another’s eyes
The experiences that formed me
They’re here but not as strong
As the joy of living this life
Is why my heart beats strong

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