I'm the one who's got it made I'm the one the train the railroad made to bring me back to truth Your kind has nothing for me now
Are you out there for me to tell How you fell from grace is far from amusing it leads to death Nobody likes you But you should be used to that
I write the letter I clean the mirror Everything is oh so clearer Day turns into night And night turns into you
I'm so happy when you're not around
No you're not alone Faith has a money hand Time is born Eternity's the plan Though the oceans crawl And the day is long The night is tall But its future's dead