Train

Too far gone Left out alone You have known I've got no home And I cleanse my framethe train Lost saints roam Warm coals do glow Ramshackle snow fills up my bowl And I feel that twangthe train Raid through my tomb Dig out that womb On display real soon To box up these wounds I rise againthe train Blood stained shawl that's nailed to these walls She walks these halls For cash forward withdrawals But she flies from painthe train Rot iron skin hailed by soiled man Come live within and find your new kin While I breathe hot rainthe train The train