limbs splayed delicate
across the tracks
and i know i’ll be the train
only staring at the sun
while i’m down here on my back
but i know it’s gonna rain
and cries for help are futile
when there’s no one left to blame
and the sun is dancing in my hair
but i can only taste the rain
oh i know i’ll be the train
across the tracks
and i know i’ll be the train
only staring at the sun
while i’m down here on my back
but i know it’s gonna rain
and cries for help are futile
when there’s no one left to blame
and the sun is dancing in my hair
but i can only taste the rain
oh i know i’ll be the train