She woke that morning radiant, beautiful
And as the cars go by and stare
I look out through the window at her there
A mural on the concrete
That morning, I wonder if she knew
Sometimes these things go wrong for no reason, I know
The answers that I've tried to rip from the inside
But I've a plan to save us all, I know
The engine bearing down
The passengers' warm breath on glass
The marriage of metals, so close
The shower of blood and broken glass
And the red paint on the rail
Bring me down, bearing down
As I'm standing in the rain
Hold me down on my own, it passes

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