Cogs

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