Iron Horse derailed

Iron Horse (or The Train to the Unknown) On a train to the unknown, Delayed beneath a broken sky. I wonder if the waiting means I know where I am going tonight. The station signs are fading, The destination disappears. I know one thing with certainty: I know nothing standing here. The wheels begin to turn again, Steel and thunder through the rain. I’ll ride that iron horse again, Through the darkness, through the pain. Delayed, cancelled or derailed, I’ll climb aboard and face the rails. It’s not the unknown up ahead That keeps me lying wide awake. It’s the unknown I leave behind, And all the ghosts I cannot take. On a train to the unknown, Derailed somewhere along the line. But I walked away, I’m still alive, With these shaking hands of mine. Someone must have watched me. Angels had my back that day. They pulled me from the twisted steel And helped me find another way. Now every whistle calls my name, But fear still travels in my veins. I’ll ride that iron horse again, Through the darkness, through the pain. Delayed, cancelled or derailed, I’ll climb aboard and face the rails. It’s not the unknown up ahead That keeps me lying wide awake. It’s the unknown I leave behind, And all the ghosts I cannot take. One day I’ll stand upon that platform, Hear the engine come alive. I’ll let the noise drown out the voices That keep the wreckage in my mind. I’ll take the fear along beside me. I won’t wait until it’s gone. Courage is not travelling fearless. It is choosing to move on. I’ll ride that iron horse again, Through the darkness, through the pain. Delayed, cancelled or derailed, This beating heart will face the rails. I do not fear the road ahead Or where the twisting tracks may wind. It’s the unknown I leave behind, But I won’t let it rule my life. On a train to the unknown, I’m still here, and I’m going home.