Wreckoning from Eden by Bow Thayer and Perfect Trainwreck

Crystal skull headlight on a high desert plain
Laser-like fission through the chemtrail rain
Lying on the tracks, closing my eyes,
I'll take that midnight special to the other side.

I go to the coal room to see the engineer
the dispatcher calls in the worst of my fears
I say I'm your rider if that’s alright,
he says you’re the captain on this cold dark night.

If I'm to be the captain, will you tell me please,
where is this train going? Where do these tracks lead?
And what will be the fuel to make the gears spin?
Who will be the brakeman when we reach the end?

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