Holy Snakes - Trains Song Lyrics

Mailing myself home, a piece at a time
Choosing trouble ahead instead of trouble behind
So that when I got in with stories to tell
Found that somehow I still had nothing to say for myself

I'll follow old roads home at the back of my mind
Counting roadkill out loud to measure the miles
The river burst the banks, so send it to jail
Don't worry, baby, we're too big, too high, to fail

And if you ever wanna know how I worry
Just count the empties that are stacking up around me
I've been searching for whatever promises to last forever
Too bad, so sad, sun is sinking on the river