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On the train

Watchin' the rainbows peak, (thank you window seat)

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

and still manage to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed

In my hand I hold the plumage of a buzzard

suffered for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)

I may have just saved your children

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

for the pirate tyrant breeds 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's supposed to interview the snow today but of course he flaked

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

We 3 sprout from the same litter

Yet amazingly crafted by seperate scissors

I sloth from off the beaten path splashed in the cretin blizzard

Half my time is herded towards 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 starlet up the block got the right premise

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

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

But I dont' really care (I don't)

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

Maybe that deem's be that vagabond you'd love to kill

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

Chorus:

I'm gone tonight. You best believe I'm leavin'

Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening

I haven't exactly been embraced by the populace

Set sail upon the 7 deadly seas of the annonamous

I'm gone. Best believe I'm leavin'

Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening

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

I got my book, I got my dream, I've got myself and 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's the final mile before the valley meets the hill

And I'm an archer

Parked where the farmers barter appetites

Sweet-talkin' harrassment down to a mere flashing of badges

Prototypic landscapes chased every step of my well-oiled collective workforse with frozen intention festive. Wait.

What about the captivated?

Well I am the product of skeleton dancers poised crooked scattered amidst blue fields of firey bliss mixed

With disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate grave child

Oh you're expecting slave smiles after sticking the pin in limb and

God, if I could offer maintenance of fantasies I would

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

You see my mission responsibilties range across the board

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

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

All edgy and out of 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 thoughout the evening.

Basic locomotive with a whistle and caboose

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

Fragile in more ways then 10 yet sturdy bird construction

Hope the smoke stacks puff into the morn, dream torn

Chorus:

I'm gone tonight, you best believe I'm leavin'

Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening

I'll knock upon every little door that comes about

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

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

Packing 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.