The picture on the dashboard pulling you on
Every season and time zone, depth and direction
You keep that old engine burning
Until you run out of road
Lay down on the dead rails, steel bones
Feel the spine of the monster, its distant pulse
It's just your imagination, that's taking its toll
Seeing things you don't believe
Don't panic now, it's natural
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
There's nothing you can't handle like a loaded gun
Although there's many ways to do things
To you there's only one
The ending will find you unless you find it first
Seeing things you don't believe
Don't panic now, it's natural
You will feel you're not yourself
Don't panic now, it's natural
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
