Off The Rails

Used to hear the iron sing, steady like a prayer

North to south, I knew my place was waiting for me there

Now the tracks are ghosts beneath a quiet, breathing night

I don’t break the system… I just bend it out of sight

They would burn it all to ash, call it sacrifice

But ashes don’t win wars… they just feed the fire twice

So I take what they would waste, turn it into breath

If I carry all this weight… am I choosing life or death?

Don’t ask me where the line is

(It vanished in the dark)

Don’t ask me who I was then

(I’m more than just a mark)

If purpose is a weapon

Then let it cut me clean—

No rails, no chains, no path to trace me

Break it down, I’ll build it where they can’t see

If I’m the hand that feeds the flame

Tell me why it feels like I’m the same

No lines left, I redraw the war

Piece by piece, I’m worth it now, I’m sure

If this is wrong, then let it be—

At least this war… has need of me

Wagons rolling southbound, covered up in dust

They don’t know the truth… they don’t need to trust

Every crate a promise, every mile a lie

But a lie that wins the battle still decides who dies

I remember who I was before the silence came

When the sky chose someone else and I lost my name

She just gave it back to me… sharpened like a blade

So if I become the weapon… then I won’t fade

Don’t tell me I’m a traitor

(I’ve heard it all before)

Don’t tell me there’s a right side

(There isn’t anymore)

If purpose is a prison

Then lock me in and throw the key—

No rails, no chains, no path to trace me

Break it down, I’ll build it where they can’t see

If I’m the hand that feeds the flame

Tell me why it feels like I’m the same

No lines left, I redraw the war

Piece by piece, I’m worth it now, I’m sure

If this is wrong, then let it be—

At least this war… has need of me

Cut the line, split the load, let it vanish in the trees

No one sees the whole road, no one gets the keys

If they catch one thread, they still don’t see the design

I don’t follow tracks anymore—now the tracks follow mine

Say her name like a sin, say my name like a ghost

But I’m finally something they can’t replace or dispose

If the world runs on order, then I’ll tear it apart

Build a system in shadows… and call it a heart

I didn’t lose myself…

I just found something stronger…

Right?

No rails, no chains, no one can stop me

Every step I take is what I have to be

If I’m the hand that feeds the flame

Then I’ll burn before I lose my name

No lines left, I redraw the war

Piece by piece, I’m worth it now, I’m sure

If this is wrong, don’t set me free—

I’d rather be wrong… than empty

No rails… no past…

Just purpose… at last…