Shinkansen

No matter where I go 

I just want to take life slow 

The buzzing, the white noise ringing 

The sentiment and the feeling of "being" 

You can see the truth out the window 

Houses that skim by barely making up a shadow 

That's how it feels like, life

Passing by as if you forget where you've been 

Your footsteps get washed up within seconds of the wind 

For a split second, you can have your toes in the sand 

And for a split second, I hope 

To wish this would never end