Train

Too far gone

And left out alone

And you have known

That I've got no home

And I'll cleanse

My frame

The train

Lost saints do roam

And warm coals do glow

That ramshackle snow

It fills up my bowl

And I feel

That twang

The train

Raid through my tomb

And dig out that womb

And on display real soon

To box up these wounds

And I rise

Again

The train

Blood-stained shawl

That's nailed to these walls

And she walks these halls

For cash forward withdrawals

But she flies

From pain

The train

My rot iron skin

That's hailed by soiled man

Come and live within

And find your new kin

While I breathe

Hot rain

The train

The train

The train

Train