The Rails

If you don't mind
Then come in close
Take one last breath
Before the air makes you choke again
And it's ugly, simple, beautiful
Cause in your eyes are dials with diodes
Beaming light way out past the line

Ooh in my mind
Ooh that certain kind

Doesn't shine like it used to
But you know we're getting used too
It's the bitter end

Last open door
Left at the station
Wild things they play
They love their creations
So many faces without any patience

Come on and run with me

It's a mistake to not try and chase it
Dazed and confused from your life and its placement
Sell you a song but what we'll play is sacred
If smoke lets you breathe
You shouldn't waste it

So many things get lost in translation
Riding the rails with no destination
We carry the weight of our limitations

Come jump the fence with me

Stayed up all night
Thinking it over
Lead my new friends
Though a field full of clovers
Hours felt like days but we're still getting closer
If smoke lets you breathe
Just be a smoker

Maybe you need a new indication
Follow the sky
Instead of the pavement
You don't have to wait for my invitation

Stare at the sun with me

Slaving away your body's abused just
Give it a break and dance to the music
Don't be afraid
Resisting is useless
If smoke helps you see
It's an illusion