There's a train on a hill
And it standing very steep
There's a chain on the wind

There's a piece in the air
But it's headed no way
'Cause the earth just isn't fair

There's a road up ahead
And it's calling us to dread
But the people are too scared to move
So they just stay where they are

There's a man sitting down
And he's staring at the ground
While the sun rolls around