My Father Was A Locomotive
by Lewd Acts· from Black Eye Blues
my father was a locomotive / and though he didn't smoke his hands were made of steel / his chest was full of coal / i don't follow / in his tracks / strike a match
to the ground / as the ashes pass / try my hardest not to remember / i wish this cigarette would last forever / if all you know / is what you are / and all i know
is regret / how can i forget / how can i forget / try my hardest not to remember / i wish this cigarette would last forever / tarred up insides to pass the time
a polluted mind / a polluted mind / the soft sting in my eyes / stench of a campfire / still somehow with a chimney mouth / though the fire burned out
falling into a nicotine dream / all according to plan / now that i know regret / am i a man? / filtered thoughts / self prescribed / pack of smokes / to pass the time / filtered thoughts / wonder why / i never had / the chance to die