A feeling of being followed A feeling of being watched Isn't easy to define So I won't trouble you She put her life on the line She kept trying Trying to find A place to hide Somewhere inside Somewhere where the air was hot And her blood could rush But she could not Her logic was too tangled I couldn't untangle it How can silence or expression Stop or start here for anyone She's got her back to the wall Some are gone but we're still here This train is arriving Steel wheels She wants to feel