SOS

There is stress on the strands

The bands that bind this freight intact

Since when was a working engine

The thing that keeps a train from moving?



(I know where you live)



There is stress on the brakes

Too many false alarms and false takes

Since when was not slipping on the tracks

The thing that was holding us back?



(I know where you live)



There's no rest for these strands

We're too used to taking the mileage over the best

And since when was it discipline to know where you live?



(I know where you live)