Between the Tracks Lyrics

Bloodshot and blathering

Beneath the bloated ceiling cracks

Woozy from the bugspray

Substances and scraps

You can count on me right on down the line

Disentangled or elsewhere intertwined

And I'll always stand by you

Even when there's quiet and quills in pursuit

Mosquitoes bite

Through thin clothes on humid skin

There's a terror in the trainyard

And wicker wives with spindling twins

You can count on me right on down the line

Don't you hurry now, these things were never mine

And I'll always stand by you

Should I perish first this especially is true

Tall boys in styrofoam

On crunching stained glass

Children and rivers

Used to run between these tracks