Can't Ignore the Train
Steep is the water tower
Painted off-blue to match the sky
Can't ignore the train
Night walks in the valley silent
You could swear the earth just moved
Can't ignore the train
Dust to be kicked up
In the crack-faced idle sinister town
Screen door to the rail station
Devil in her, she ran alongside the wasted tracks
Hem pins darted in her calves
Can't ignore the train
One spoiled girl with the tidiest apology
Somehow wedged inside her throat
Can't ignore the train
Patience their virtue
But I never could abide by that
Dungeon life with electric light
A clean towel and a basin
Mantel figures mind their places
And laughs where they belong
Through adventure
We are not adventuresome
Rage to share with a wardrobe mirror
In a room so beige and cold
Can't ignore the train
Window days saw the children pick their street games on thirty, thirty
Thirty afternoons
Molly, the boys are
Starting in that rhyme again
Teasing more and more the second daughter
How she fell
Young locked in some folks' prison
Made to dwell
Till they're braiding her gray hair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Painted off-blue to match the sky
Can't ignore the train
Night walks in the valley silent
You could swear the earth just moved
Can't ignore the train
Dust to be kicked up
In the crack-faced idle sinister town
Screen door to the rail station
Devil in her, she ran alongside the wasted tracks
Hem pins darted in her calves
Can't ignore the train
One spoiled girl with the tidiest apology
Somehow wedged inside her throat
Can't ignore the train
Patience their virtue
But I never could abide by that
Dungeon life with electric light
A clean towel and a basin
Mantel figures mind their places
And laughs where they belong
Through adventure
We are not adventuresome
Rage to share with a wardrobe mirror
In a room so beige and cold
Can't ignore the train
Window days saw the children pick their street games on thirty, thirty
Thirty afternoons
Molly, the boys are
Starting in that rhyme again
Teasing more and more the second daughter
How she fell
Young locked in some folks' prison
Made to dwell
Till they're braiding her gray hair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Credits
Writer(s): Natalie Merchant, John Lombardo
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