factory train slow goes to and fro

the swamp at the end of the rainbow home to the oils of the earth

and somebody stole my headphones

some fellow passenger

how much of my life have I squandered rolling over the oily water

Time cries

why why why

is everyone alone?

All my goodbyes

bubble up

like oil

oil in the water

won’t stay down

how much of my life have I squandered?

factory train rolls on a centuries old railroad

Seaport’s as ugly as sin

as one car parked outside a motel

and the air is no good to take in

on the highway to Hell

There always must be a conductor to ferry souls on earth

Time cries

why why why

is everyone alone?

All my goodbyes

bubble up

like oil

oil in the water

won’t stay down

how much of my life have I squandered?