In the Shuffling madness of the locomotive breath,. Runs the all time loser, headlong to his death. He feels the piston scraping steam breaking on his brow.
I'll see you at the weighing in. when your life's sum-total's made.. And you set your wealth in godly deeds. against the sins you've laid.. So place your final burden.
As I drove down the road to look for Eden. saw two young girls but left them standing there.. They were too late to get home on the underground. and probably too drunk, too drunk to care..