[ music: John Lombardolyric: Natalie Merchant ]







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 shoe



ran along side the wasted tracks

hem pins darted her calves



can't ignore the train



one spoiled girl with the tidiest apology

some how 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

mantle figures mind their place

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 afternoons



Molly the boys are

starting in the rhymic again

teasing more and more....



the second daughter

how she fell

young locked in Some Folk's Prison

made to dwell

til they're braiding

her grey hair



sitting in the wishing chair

sitting in the wishing chair

sitting in the wishing chair