Jamison Young: music

I’m a passenger on a train
A moving lizard through neon signs
I smoke the cigarettes of moving times
I paint the pictures your to tall
New the words you were before
I Dreamt the dream you had to know
Flew the plain through the door
For I’m a passenger on a train yeah
Passenger on a train yeah
Passenger on a train yeah
Passenger on a train yeah

I’m a passenger on a train
To far away stars do I go
Into the air knowone knows
Into the galaxy shooting stars
My destiny been re-railed
To the smoke that’s in the sails
To the wind of a new breath
For I’m a passenger on a train

Passenger on a train yeah
Passenger on a train yeah

I grew up real slow speaking backwards
To the ghost
To many times long ago
Fell on the spinxs nose
feel the pain say
I don’t care all us people live as slaves
To the neon world we pay
Writing on the walls
needle on the floor

I settle into my orbit
With the drum beating load
Catch a glimpse of some sort of animal shape in the clouds
I’m lost I’m alone knowbody s out here
Everybody’s gone home