I found a penny where the black waters blowed
A dagger, a crown, or a home in the snow
And scraps, soil, and sentries for the children below
There's ones that are liars and ones that don't know
There's ones that are shattered, while others get saved
I will not be buried in my mother's grave
I'm a wing in the water between the dull waves
There's ones that are shattered, and others get saved
The gallows was hungry and tawdry and slow
And fists full of candy for the children below
The bones of a horse, knee-deep in snow
There's ones that are liars, and ones that don't know
We go too slow, too slow. Ignore
We go too slow, too slow. Hurrah
We go too slow, too slow. Ignore
It was no joke
When your engine broke
And the monsters came a'brawling
Those bankers always win
And this trouble that you're in
Is not your own
We're each and all this fallen
Feathers in your spokes
Motherf** these weathered yokes
I wish we could
But worries always calling
Thieves in our clothes
Trophies for their trifle
They don't know
Their glory's only vapors
And pennies for our pride
Goddamn these tired eyes
I'm so in love
With all our stillborn labors
No homeland for the gentle-hearted
Lack and tears for the young departed
For all the good they never started
Building train wrecks in the setting sun
Building train wrecks in the setting sun
Building train wrecks in the setting sun (in the setting sun)
Building train wrecks in the setting sun (in the setting sun)
We're building train wrecks in the setting sun
In the setting sun