A Silver Chain

Sunny boy

For a silver chain

And he saw the tracks to the train

Bye, got a hat in my hand that fit my best to a 't',

Broken easily

Took the street from the purple lodge(?)

Where it's too disturbing to go

Holding the needle in my hand above the silk

Beneath, broken easily

While the trumpets blare, dissipate to air and

I got praying hands hangin'

From a silver chain

With a talent for catastrophe, i cant explain

When i count the steps to safety

That i know will protect me

The pain it just doesn't move

(inaudible - away from me? to another day?)