Wayward

Don’t look, but damn she looks lovely
How the window mirrors her hair
The raindrops keep falling sideways
Or maybe it’s this train that’s heading the wrong way

The countryside that seems bleaker than ever
Is caught between highways
A farmstead behind glass
Oh why would you talk so loudly
No one dares to ask

Can someone explain this?
How do I steer my thoughts?

News flash, about war and corruption
A raging fire, the blameless behind bars
Turn the page, you’ve seen enough now
Raise your head, to the station that we’re driving towards

Please don’t feel like it all should be better
‘Cause nothing is great when you’re thinking this way
Wait, did she just look back at me?
Either way, would it change anything?

Can someone explain this?
How do I steer my thoughts?
Can someone explain this?
How do I steer my thoughts?
Can someone explain this?
Someone explain this?