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On the train

Watchin' the rainbows (thank you windows)

I mean, it's all the same to some

But that cityscape makes me numb

Walkin' the wire between firewater and water - I'll take the tap

Still managed to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed

In my hand I hold the plumage of a buzzard

Somethin' for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)

I may have just saved your children

There's an inborn tendency tellin' me to grip that sickle

The pirate tyrant breathes, feed on your precious little pixels

I interviewed the sun, he said the future's lookin' bright

I interviewed the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an asshole

I'was supposed to interview the snow today but of course he flaked

So I let my frigid demeanor teeter and take his vacant place

We three sprout from the same litter

Yet amazingly crafted by separate scissors

I stalk the morbid beaten past splashin' in the cretin blizzard Half my time is herded toward little lost causes

Half my time is spent pluggin' these leaky faucets

An' I'm here to pose inquiries

I'm here to draw a fork in the road and call it the diary of common sheep aspiring

Little Billy star lit up the block got the right premise

But can't thread the needle without consultin' apprentice present.

I don't really know you (I don't)

And I don't really care (I don't)

Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his stare

Maybe that deams me that vagabond you'd love to kill

But I really ain't got time for the motherfuckin' guilt.

I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'

Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening

Now I haven't exactly been embraced by the populace

Set sail upon the seven deadly seas of the anonymous

I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'

Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening

An' I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun'l never shine

I've got my book I got my dream I've got myself an' I'll be fine

(My time) is the day before the day the earth stood still

(My time) is the day before the soldiers fired at will

(My time) is the day before the hunter made his kill

My time to find a mile before the valley meets the hill

I'm an archer

Partnered with a farmer's board of appetites Sweetalkin' a rasping down to a mere flashing of badges

Prototypic landscape staged every step of my well-oiled collective workhorse with prose and attention festive.

Wait.

What about the captivator?

I am the product of skeleton dancers voice crooked scattered amidst blue fields of firey bliss tricks Where disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate brave child

Where expectant slave smiles at the stick in the painted living

God, if I could offer maintenance to fantasies I would

I'd place the button in the city square for everyone to push

You see my mission's responsibilities range across the board

And so I'd rather be a pen than a sword

I swim a cold lake, make no mistake, I was not ready

All edgy and outta shape, made the company look messy (Sorry, well sorry) Honestly take it or leave it

Just let me know so I ain't beggin' forgiveness throughout the evening.

Basic locomotive with a whistle and caboose

Tryin'a pull my cargo 'cross the map without a boost

Brasher than more ways in ten years sturdy bird construction Help the smokestacks puff until the morn, dream torn

I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'

Packed up my belongings then it's off into the evening

I've knocked upon every little door that comes about

I'll sweep ya porch if you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch.

I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin'

Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening

This turning in my sleep is getting old and older still

I think I can, I think I can, I think I can,

I think I will.