All the money goes to a traveling way
There's little shock in a cabin train
Going overground through the I have knowns

Never nothing new

Eastern Green, navigation's clear

Warm thing, thicker and see through

There are maps on the wall

Geographic claims
With no chart of wind
For the wide wide plains

Silver shuttle steam shuffling across
Shaking off a root


Eastern Green, feels me all the time
Something looking right through me


Eastern Green, feels me all the time
Something looking right through me
Something looking right through me

Someone's looking right through