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