 Words and Music: Amy Ray
It's a fish white belly
A lump in the throat
Razor on the wire
Skin and bone
Piss and blood
In a railroad car
One hundred people
Gypsies, queers, and David's Stars
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train
Measure the bones
Count the face
Pull out the teeth
Do you belong to the human race
Doctor doctor
Are you unkind
Do you shock the monkeys
Cover our eyes with clear blue skies
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory now
This train
Amy:
Here is a dancer
Who has no legs
Here is a healer
Who has no hands
Here is a thinker
Who has no feet
These are the questions
Stacked like wood
Emily:
Here is a teacher who has no face
Here is a runner who has no feet
Here is a builder who has no back
Here is a writer who has no voice
These are the answers
Stacked like wood
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory now
This train
This train is bound for glory (this train gonna carry my mother)
This train is bound for glory (this train gonna carry my father)
This train is bound for glory now (this train gonna carry my sister)
This train
This train gonna carry my brother (here is a teacher) (stacked like wood)
This train gonna carry my sister (here is a healer) (stacked like wood)
This train gonna carry my brother (this is a builder)
This train gonna carry my sister
This train is
This train is bound for glory
These are the questions
Stacked like wood
These are the answers
Here is potential, and it's gone for good
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