Beneath The Scattered Light

Across Bare Hills Of Night

I Dreamt A Train Just Missed Me

Another Came In Sight



I Ran Across The Track

Then Had To Turn Right Back

A New One Came Straight At Me

The Next Behind My Back



Nowhere Else To Turn To

There's Walls On Either Side

Why Must The Embankment Be So High

Beside Myself With Weakness

And Faint From Running Wild

I Could Hear The Sound Of

Burning Coal



They Never Seem To Stop

But Always Get To Smoke

Right Out Between Two Tunnels

I Ran Until I Woke