Caught up in the morning train
Found myself digging so deep
Baby, won't you tell me why
I never had to go away
Caught up in the calling dive
Five and dime a nickel in time
Dropping down the wisdom of your eye
I'm tripping on your holy ride
Chasing all the things that I don't need
Darling, on the lid of my only pills
Filling all the voids that I can't heal
Tipping on the scale of the devil who steals
Running on the lead of my only way
The whole world is lost inside my hate
Sipping on the wisdom of your faith
When I'm aboard my mourning train
