Steep is the water tower   Painted off blue to match the sky      Can't ignore the train      Night walks in the valley silent   You could swear the earth just moved      Can't ignore the train      Dust to be kicked up   In the crack faced idle sinister town   Screen door to the rail station, devil in her shoe   Ran along side the wasted tracks   Hem pins darted in her calves      Can't ignore the train      One spoiled girl with the tidiest apology   Some how wedged inside her throat      Can't ignore the train      Patience their virtue but I never could abide by that   Dungeon life with electric light, a clean towel and a basin   Mantle figures mind their places and laughs where they belong      Through adventure we are not adventuresome   Rage to share with a wardrobe mirror   In a room so beige and cold      Can't ignore the train      Window days saw the children pick their   Street games on thirty, thirty, thirty afternoons   Molly the boys are starting in that rhyme again   Teasing more and more      The second daughter, how she fell?   Young locked in Some Folk's Prison, made to dwell   'Til they're braiding her gray hair sitting in the wishing chair   Sitting in the wishing chair, sitting in the wishing chair