(Aww shucks)
Well the sun shine and the rain
in waking will hang
over the tracks
and under the train.
Condemning the light,
they shade all they see.
Could you please tell me
one last thing?
Don't lie.
Does time fly,
or does it fall,
if we're all terminal?
Oh nothing happens for a reason
we are sold, you're cold
pyrite and gold.