Pine cone

Swamp water's cheap
And nothing is sweeter
Than the taste of the world being strange
If we cannot stand around then I watched it come unglued
Wonder how it got so deranged

He moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of a monster
On a silent, silver train

Walk is the same
And eyes still imported with magic dust
That sparkles like the rain

Somewhere between in a house of dirty mirrors
And only fingerprints remain unchanged

He moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of a monster
On a silent, silver train

And all that you hear is the science of the ages
And history leaves only those to blame
And in this bay of mirrors
What you see gets turned to shit
And only your persuasion remains the same

And it moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of the monster
On a silent, silver train

And it moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of the monster
On a silent, silver train