lyrics
Last train to desperation
So I better stop hangin' around
Conductor's boarding the grim-faced suits
So I better stop hangin' around
Piecing back together the world with my bare hands
If I could take a breath before we
Start slipping away
It would help me rationalize
The things I do each day
Last quick glances at a small town
From the window to my left
I'm in my seat for less than ten minutes
And I already start to feel in a daze
Piecing back together the world with my bare hands
If I could take a breath before we
Start slipping away
It would help me rationalize
The things I do each day
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from
Garden,
released December 9, 2014
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