Lyrics:

Staring at the tracks, waiting for the train to come
Plotting my escape, down those distant rails I’d run
Standing at the ledge, I feel like crossing over
But on the rumbling ground my feet are frozen
as another train rolls by
Lion in a cage, how long must we play this game
Mediocre everything, severing my dreams while I remain
tame until an atrophy of vision
Look at me. let this curtain fall
ah, another train rolls by
Lights out – I feel like the play is ending
I’m out of any big ideals
Just let go – the time has come for growing far beyond this masquerade
Singing in the mud, trying every trick I knew
to save myself by striking something up in you
Flailing as the both of us go under
Sinking into ever-deeper blue
ah, another train rolls by
Lights out – I feel like the play is ending
I’m out of any big ideals
Just let go – the time has come for growing far beyond this masquerade
What could I say that’s not been said a thousand times?
What could we play that isn’t burned out on our ears?
What could I sing to bring some feeling back to you,
so disillusioned?
Guitar solo: Fran
ah, another train rolls by
Lights out – I feel like the play is ending
I’m out of any big ideals
So, let go – the time has come for growing far beyond this masquerade