The Rails

If you don't mind Then come in close Take one last breath Before the air makes you choke again And it's ugly, simple, beautiful Cause in your eyes are dials with diodes Beaming light way out past the line Ooh in my mind Ooh that certain kind Doesn't shine like it used to But you know we're getting used too It's the bitter end Last open door Left at the station Wild things they play They love their creations So many faces without any patience Come on and run with me It's a mistake to not try and chase it Dazed and confused from your life and its placement Sell you a song but what we'll play is sacred If smoke lets you breathe You shouldn't waste it So many things get lost in translation Riding the rails with no destination We carry the weight of our limitations Come jump the fence with me Stayed up all night Thinking it over Lead my new friends Though a field full of clovers Hours felt like days but we're still getting closer If smoke lets you breathe Just be a smoker Maybe you need a new indication Follow the sky Instead of the pavement You don't have to wait for my invitation Stare at the sun with me Slaving away your body's abused just Give it a break and dance to the music Don't be afraid Resisting is useless If smoke helps you see It's an illusion