Lyrics:

(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)







The walls are built up, stone by stone,

The fields divided one by one

And the train conductor says

'Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break

We've been on this shift too long'



And the train conductor says

'Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break

We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away'



I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm

The power lines have floaters so the airplanes won't get snagged

Bells are ringing through the town again,

Children look up, all they hear is sky-blue, bells ringing



And the train conductor says

'Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break

We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away'

But we're still a ways away



Way to shield the hated heat

Way to put myself to sleep

Way to shield the hated heat

Way to put myself, my children to sleep



He piloted this song in a plane like that one

She is selling faith on the Go Tell crusade

Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent hear the bells ring again

Field to weed is lookin' thin



And the train conductor says

'Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break

We've been on this shift too long'

And the train conductor says

'Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break

We can reach our destination, but we're still a ways away'

But we're still a ways away