feeling like a train engine just locked up on its tracks

there’s no stopping can’t explain there’s no hope turning back

i am a spiral staircase i do end where i begin

a long black train has come for me there’s no way i can win

i don’t don’t really know what i could say

but i’m afraid

that this thing won’t ever go away

that things can’t change

but i’ll keep hoping

'nother day of moping

step outside i’ll smoke one

wishing we could be set free

invoking,

tragedy and jokin

there’s just no controlling

guarantee the referee is throwing

i’ll leave all the pretense and the poetry to him

i’ll just say that life ain’t like some pearly baptist hymn

i am a spiral staircase i do end where i begin

the long black train is coming near, Lord please forgive my sin

is it possible to say your name

and receive grace?

when they’ve built up such a lofty case

it seems a waste

but i’ll keep hoping

'nother day of moping

step outside i’ll smoke one

wishing we could be set free

invoking,

tragedy and jokin

there’s just no controlling

guarantee the referee is throwing

i’ve been staring at this door

god knows how long for

memorizing the decor

i can’t win this war

i can’t even get to shore

but no ones keeping score

so i’ll keep hoping

'nother day of moping

step outside i’ll smoke one

wishing we could be set free

invoking,

tragedy and jokin

there’s just no controlling

guarantee the referee is throwing