Cogs - Minor Victories

Been driving now for what seems like forever

Mind is racing

I’m over the edge still holding on to what I’ve lost

Maybe it is just the way that I am

Made but suppose I could never believe you

It’s not your fault

The engine stalls and I’m spinning out of control

I see the signs up ahead and I

Know I can’t take much more of this

I long to feel this old heart beat the way it used to

We’re all cogs in a bigger machine and love is a motor

Am I making a point of giving up on all I’ve come from?

Models flawed by design

Pulled like puzzles apart and put back together

The soul is lost in the endless search for a higher love

Angels reside out on the streets

Heaven glows with every rising of the sun

I long to see through these eyes before it’s over

We’re all cogs in a bigger machine and love is a motor