Ill-Advised Bicycle Ride

Oh, I know that this train's a-comin But this swelling in my brain's blocking out the picture frame I can't seem to find the hope I lost way up the line Vertigo twisted my eyes. The light which used to lead Becomes too strong and starts to bleed I can't feel it But I've gotta see it through I don't know if this time I still have Will be enough to keep the pace with the face I can't replace I always seem to find something wrong in this head of mine Try and keep a steady flow then out to pasture time will go Let some stay, they'll always know I can't feel it But I've gotta see it through So I ride through familiar places And despite my shaking stride I push the pedals down and find I can't feel it Gotta see it through I can't feel it Gotta see it through