All Hands - Protest The Hero

The cold finally broke this morning

It’s quiet on the dock

The sun feels so close and warming

The air is heavy

I’m dreaming of a life I can’t afford

The ground starts to tremble beneath my feet

Feels like my train is coming in

I can hear it screaming in the distance

My train is coming in

Eyes cast towards the heavens

They can tell my train is coming in

All hands, all hands, all hands

My train is coming in

I’m standing here in disbelief

Like how in the hell is this happening to me?

But I’m holding onto this one relief

When my train comes in and crashes into me

It was over my head

Like the sunshine

That it rose up to eclipse

Maybe it’s just in my head

Or maybe the sunshine

Never did exist

Sweet taste of death in my mouth

Brings quiet to all of my doubts

Come rushing toward me, black wave

The train that never did come early anyway

(All hands, all hands, all hands)

And it never is delayed

(My train’s about to come in)

Oh, it comes down on me

Hot as the sun

Oh, smooth like the rhythm of the Tommy gun

I’m dreaming of a life I can’t afford

The ground starts to tremble beneath my feet

Seems like my train is coming in

I can hear it screaming in the distance

My train is coming in

Eyes cast towards the heavens

They can tell my train is coming in

All hands, all hands, all hands

My train is coming in

I’m standing here in disbelief

Like how in the hell is this happening to me?

Is this happening to me?

But I’m holding onto this one relief

When my train comes in and crashes into me

It crashes into me

And in the aftermath

I’m just a struggling mass

Painted black

Just as everything that was stuck out on the tracks

And those who pass me by cannot decide

Whether I’m animal or human

Animal or human

Under the black mass