Derailed

Derailed  9/20/2013

The train has left the station

So it’s too late to jump

So I guess we have to hold on

For all of our dear life. 

Because the speed is picking up

And we will jump the tracks

Either today or maybe tomorrow

But one day for sure. 

This long black train

Is headed for a tunnel

Deep inside a mountain

On the dark side of death. 

It wasn’t built with bakes

And it runs hotter and hotter

Burning furiously

And belching sparks

Into the sky. 

It is the fruit

Of what we planted

And the horror

We choose to ignore.

We were born for this moment

As we barrel down the line

Hopeless and dumb

Wasted and dead.

In the belly of the earth

We must brace for the worst

As we head into hell

Crashing through every obstacle

And breaking every restraint.

They can come and get us

Because there is nothing left to lose

As gravity gives way

And raw power takes over.

There is no choice

But to bust on through

And come out on the other side

Where everything is new

And everything is right. 

More spirit than regret

And more alive than dead

With everything ahead of us

And all the loneliness behind.