Track of change

Change, change the way you go,
until you find your track and feel
the rhythm of the beat, a constant monotone,
of rails beneath your feet
a silent supplication
to the monotonous drag that is life
A way of being a way of strife
As you glimpse the movement
At a breathless pace
As you see the wheels of revolution
They race
Like maddened strings
To a heartfelt core
And the melody is played for the speed it bore
And you feel it
Feel it course through you
A momentum that says
"you are nothing new, we've seen your lot before,
 what do you think you are something new? "
And you know, you're tracing the same old path as before.