Assembly of Dust - Sideways Train (Studio)

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The land was lying low and lean
Legends and black soot from the days of steam
Bare-knuckled boxcars
Bare bone to ride
Blank stares and old scars
And all the angels cry

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
May soul encounter soul on the cross-town bus
Ashes to ashes and smoke to flame
May soul encounter soul on the sideways train

She pulled the plug when he obsessed
She set him straight when he digressed
She was a photograph
Pretty as a picture to behold
He was a stumbling mess
In years and worries he was old

Come one. Come all. Come to this place.
All recent disciples and tired saints
You can cross the melt way
Like all good counters must
Add it up or melt it down
All good engines rust,
Yes all good engines rust

You're going to rise up swinging
You're going to fall down cold
Rise Up!
Fall Down!