I see by your language your mouth has flown away
Stolen by swallows who don't get what you say
There's feathers in your throat that keep coming up
Panic is coming
Panic is coming down the tracks
The scenery is burning. It could've been beautiful
Nailed on board jet train to oblivion
(Railed round bends)
Your hands tear at the seams
(Bent like knees)
Chrome pixels fly by your window pane
(Pulled like nails)
Reflections you'll never see
(Nailed in deep)
I see by the blank space you've bitten off your hand
You're folding like paper
It's a message you can't send or save
Nailed on board jet train to oblivion
(Railed round bends)
Your head's clamped to your knees
(Bent like knees)
Blown thunder shatters your window pane
(Pulled like nails)
Your breath no longer breathes
(Nailed in deep)