She phoned home hoping not to blow 
this out of proportion, but she let herself down 
and couldn't keep the tears off her cheeks. 
She's been losing sleep for weeks and her spirit's 
losing ground. 
The spirit is a bone and it breaks if you've a heart of 
gold, 
but it takes more than what I've told. Love is all this 
girl has ever known. 
She's miles from home and on her own, but she'll reach 
for a hand to hold 
like you'll stare at the sun for warmth in the bitter 
cold. 
You'd better keep your cool. 
When those tables turn, shit can get cruel. 
It's not always easy to relieve the weight 
that's been building up for years. 
You see, the gears are in motion 
like they've always been but now it's clear. 
And the clear sky rolls the clouds 
past the horizon and over the ocean.
There are sounds we've never heard, there are terms 
you'll never learn, 
but you're expected to play along like it's your job. 
And it's contingent upon 
your attention to detail. Yes, the devil's in the 
details, 
but we may as well all have horns and tails if this 
train derails. 
We are drowning in the same boat, 
fighting the flood to stay afloat 
while we empty the hull of the treasure 
that's a burden in measure.