[Verse 1] Slow, I could never leave my home out there, so lets just drag it along For a while in the open air, and then well let it go on the road Which we know we need to break the speed limit through the rows of tall crops and their small tenants I feel for the stalks torn from their placements In the thick snow we have to follow to keep our paces [Chorus] Like a caboose cut loose from its train on the tracks I feel disconnected Unlike the conductor keeps the current, the circuit, intact I feel disconnected And oh, and there I wait for the smoke to come back and feel trapped in it Like a train cuts through the abyss to its stop at the station [Verse 2] Below the effort but before the rain, traction that I cant escape Im on my own and held to not slow down Choice, like a rope that does not shed tying me to the tracks The vibrations through my metal bed tell me that I can relax And wait for it [Chorus]
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