gotta find another way to go on
you've got no way to find me


now my father rides the rails
a northern trouble trails
he knows what paths to hike

just enough in time to stop it

gotta find another way to go on

you've got no way to find me

all the towns folk moved away

even now it's hard to say
when all the villagers would run and hide
the evidence not far behind


and now my father rides the trains
with the evidence inside his brain

he must move to stay alive
just because he knew how to stop it