Train of Thought

There's a train in the sky in the middle of my mind

And it's flying off a one-way track

And I try to button up my suit and tie

In an attempt to hold it back

But there's this strange old conductor

Wearing pearls and a backwards baseball cap

Well, there's a shoe on the floor

Cracking open the door to the banned book of my heart

And I'm just peeking through the darkness

Waiting for the end to start

And there's this strange librarian

Smashing all the windows of her car

Sometimes the river don't flow

Sometimes the eye of the storm has a glow

Like a north star

Or a small town bar or a cheat code

Sometimes you can't see the road

Or the bright yellow phlegm in the back of your throat

Everything hides in plain sight

Like the wind blows

There's an old man sitting by the podium stand

With hazy far-off eyes

And he's just giggling like a little girl

Who just spoiled her own surprise

And he says, "Oh, please stop looking at me

I'm getting dizzy"

Well, there's a couple scars on this here guitar

About a hundred on my skin

I love to take a fall, miss your call

Then get back up again

I'm getting too free for you to like me

But I'll still let you in

Sometimes the river don't flow

Sometimes the eye of the storm has a glow

Like a north star

Or a small town bar or a cheat code

Sometimes you can't see the road

Or the bright yellow phlegm in the back of your throat

Everything hides in plain sight

Like the wind blows

Well, there's a train in the sky in the middle of my mind

And it's flying off a one-way track

And they try to button up my suit and tie

In an attempt to hold me back

But I'm this strange old conductor

Wearing pearls and a backwards baseball cap