step off a train, all alone at dawn
back into the hole where I was born
sun in the sky, never raised an eye to me

there’s blood on the tracks, and they must be mine
fool on the hill, and I feel fine
don’t look back, ’cause you know what you might see

look into the wall of my mind’s eye
I think I know, but I don’t know why
questions of the answers you might need

I ain’t good lookin’, but I’m someone’s child
no one can give me the air that’s mine to breathe

I don’t really care for what you believe

I met my maker, I made him cry
and on my shoulder, he asked me why
as people won’t fly through the storm
I said listen up now, we don’t even know you’re born

so open up your fist and you will receive
the thoughts and the words of every man you’ll meet

get up off the floor of the leaving line
no one’s ever gonna ever ask you twice
get all the fuss and bring it all home to me

Not only did it pop into my head once, it did so twice!!

Another iPhone post … I’m on a roll, lol!! 😉