Casey Jones

See the bleeding incarnation

Kneeling down in desolation

When at the great transfiguration

Abraham stood on the lonely hill

He was standing still

Singing who will hold my hand?

Who is going to hold my hand?

You will not keep your life

So leave it all behind

Casey Jones took the evening train

Casey don’t leave that way

Who is going to hold your hand?

Who is going to hold your hand?

As the engines crash

You will catch on fire

And if you’re going to start a fire

Let me be your light

Let me be your light

 

It took the flames of recreation

To find this revelation

Forget about your reputation

This’ll be your liberation day

When everything else breaks

I am going to hold your hand

Where words have lost their power

We will be the sound

Let me be your light

At our final tribulation

There will be no reprobation

And in this spinning constellation

I will breathe until the day I die

And then I’ll close my eyes

Hoping you will hold my hand

Until I find my home

Still got no place to go