I'm walking away from it now
I'm not talking, I wouldn't make a sound
The rail cars all seem to say
that to rest here is to rust that way
The simple life, is it what you crave
You're of simple mind, you earn a simple wage
Tip a bottle, suck on a flame
If you want to, before the daylight fades away
Everything dies, that's a fact I heard
While riding in your car, I was a passenger
It was morning, we woke up with the birds
And the dawning of something