Trains

I've grown accustomed to solitude

Plenty of books to read, plenty of work to do

Sometimes I get lonely, this is true

My houseplants are thriving

I was left alone, I was four years old

You didn't like my trains, it had to be your way

Now when I recollect, something in me clicks

I follow that train of thought and my train keeps chugging

I follow that train of thought and my train keeps chugging

When I first get talking, I get a little nervous