I am the legend of the holy drinker
Feeling deader than a long dead Inca
There’s a whirring pain, hidden in my brain
Going round and round again

I’m on the train, I’m on the train, I’m on the train, I’m on the train again
Tried to get off, tried to be real, tried to be me, but I’m not, I’m on the train, I’m on the train again

I sleep in shadows of black
I fear the speed of my head – it’ll crack
Sometimes I’m better off in my cups
Going round and round again

I’m on the train, I’m on the train, I’m on the train again, I’m on the train again
Tried to get off, tried to be real, tried to be me, but I’m not, I’m on the train, I’m on the train again

I’m on the train…, I’m on the train…
I’m on the train, I’m on the train, I’m on the train again, I’m on the train again
I’m on the train, I’m on the train, I’m on the train

I live a life that isn’t really real
Makes it hard, so hard to feel
Urban mediocrity,
That really isn’t a reflection of me

I’m on the train, I’m on the train, I’m on the train again, I’m on the train again
I’m on the train, I’m on the train, going round again, going round again



Boorer & Leaver 2025

LHS – this is my love/hate paean to ADHD and Autism, the repetition in this song is sometimes what my head is like – going round again, round and round again.