Align the Engine - Paul Kalkbrenner

I'm walking in the town like a ghost I'm walking like I'm walking on water Remembering the dreams I broke I'm looking for a life without trouble It's a beauty when the streets are wet There's a sense of clean and change to it God you know my life Will my stars align, will my stars align Looking to the sky, looking for a sign Will my stars align, will my stars align Oh God, looking for a sign Will my stars align I'm walking on the streets like a wolf The people, the city, the colors This world is in mad hands The world that I'm so much a part of It's a beauty when the streets are wet There's a sense of hope and change to it And I love it how the moon shines But will our stars align Don't say we're alone Don't say we're alone in this In this universe They know something Will my stars align

Decisions made from desperation No way to go Internal instincts craving isolation For me to grow My fears come alive In this place where I once died Demons dreaming Knowing I, I just needed to realign Fell in a river of illusion And apathy Drowning in a self-induced confusion I'd rather be, yeah My fears come alive In this place where I once died Demons dreaming Knowing I, I just needed to realign My fears come alive In this place where I once died Demons dreaming Knowing I, I just needed to realign, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My fears come alive In this place where I once died Demons dreaming Knowing I, I just needed to realign My fears come alive In this place where I once died Demons dreaming Knowing I, I just needed to realign, yeah

I'm an engine driver On a long run, on a long run Would I were beside her She's a long one, such a long one And if you don't love me, let me go And if you don't love me, let me go I'm a county lineman On the high line, on the high line So will be my grandson There are power lines in our bloodlines And if you don't love me, let me go And if you don't love me, let me go And I am a writer, writer of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones My bones, my bones I'm a moneylender I have fortunes upon fortunes Take my hand for tender I am tortured, ever tortured And if you don't love me, let me go And if you don't love me, let me go And I am a writer, writer of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones I am a writer I am all that you have known And I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones My bones, my bones (And if you don't love me, let me go) And if you don't love me, let me go (And if you don't love me, let me go) And if you don't love me, let me go