Two roads lead out past the horizon.
A million more twist and turn behind me.
I know there is no sense in trying to decipher my past lives.
We all know there is no sense in dying.
So you better better live forever, or least til we slow down.
As catatonic envy paralyzes me from the neck down.
So don't pack too heavy, bury your valuables in the ground.
Meet me in the morning, 'cause oh my friend, this train is coming around.
Ticket stubs, identical agendas.
We're switching tracks like changing minds, like a child deprived of light.
Catch yourself before the war's upon you.
The avenues are paved with gold, but the streets are lined with sheep.
So don't pack too heavy, bury your valuables in the ground.
And meet me in the morning, 'cause oh my friend this train is coming around.
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