there's a freight train headed this way, get up off the ground get out of the way. draw it up and push it away, up out of the ground, back into its place. right back into its place. put it right back into its place, left underground, don't give it a name. when you woke up still in a daze, was holding your hand and you slipped away. right back into its place. time to make corrections, left some on the page, the rest distorts the image, there was something in the way. short me out. freight train headed this way get up off the ground, get out the way. draw it out and push it away, up out of the ground, back into its place. right back into its place. see you on the outside, when you don't have the shakes, meet you in your hometown when the sky is turning grey. rising in the distance, collapsing into space, a compromised resistance, there was something in the way. dont short me out. divided up and split the difference, past expiration, forced into this position. and i will offer no resistance - a shorted circuit well into decomposition. when the ground begins to shake, take til there's nothing left to take. the ground begins to shake.