Wisecracks and hijacks

And contracts to sell

Old wine in new bottles

Times are the same

Diggin' the ditch quick

And quick to escape

The patent is pending

On flood tides and bones

Goodbye

To all that

Goodbye

To all that



Brittle and hollow

And sharp as the hills

It hasn't rained on us

In 25 years

Home fires burning

The branches of trees

No train well

No train has ever stopped here



Goodbye

To all that

Goodbye

To all that



Wake it up

Wake it up

Wake it up

Wake it up

Wake it up



Short cut to nowhere

Long haul to desperate

Roots in the cellar

And bombs in the pipes.

Don't call me river

I'd rather be nameless

River don't choose

What she carries away



Goodbye

To all that

Goodbye

To all that



Wake it up

Wake it up

Wake it up

Wake it up

Wake it up



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