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Locomotive Breath

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In the shuffling madess
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all-time loser,
headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping --
steam breaking on his brow --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
at the stations -- one by one.
His woman and his best friend --
in bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
on his hands and knees --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling --
catches angels as they fall.
And the all-time winner
has got him by the balls.
He picks up Gideons Bible --
open at page one --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
 
This is one of the most lyrical songs I've heard, It's like poetry (very good poetry.) "It's no reason - The Church (1983) From the Album Seance.

http://grooveshark.com/#!/album/Seance/1452429

Crocodile skin water, city shadows wait
Put your head into your hands, the ending is so great
Take a ride to sundown, buy a ticket home
Take all the things I've bought you, leave all the rest alone
Marble skins turn human, people fade to gray
Put your head into my hands we'll make them go away
As you're crying softly, you won't ever be disturbed
Red on pink, the sun will sink, have you even heard?


And the colors take me down
It's no reason to be sad
And you leave without a sound
It's no reason to be glad


Salty tears are wasted, children lie awake
Put your head into my hands, don't let your spirit break
Black smoke from the chimneys, white smoke from the hills
Everything is moving, but we're standing still


Celebrations fading, boats upon the waves
Put your head into my hands, trying to be brave
The carnival has packed up, the storm has left us peace
Poppies sleep undamaged, we drive into the east
 
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You are a paradox to me, a senseless maze
I run around, I'm looking for you all of my days

The more that you want it, the more that you need it
The less that it does
Run out it's rough, too much is enough
And that's what it was

I cannot bear to share you, we can't be alone
You make me drift up and float, and fall like a stone

The more that I see you, the more that I miss you
The less that I care
I know I should try to kiss you goodbye, but
You're never there

I've got a nickname for you, I call you weakness
I get a little strength out too, or is it meekness

The more that you want it, the more that you need it
The less that it does
Run out it's rough, too much is enough
And that's what it was

You are a paradox to me, a contradiction
You're a predicament for me, and a prediction

The more that I see you, the more that I miss you
The less that I care
I know I should try to kiss you goodbye, but
You're never there

The more that you want it, the more that you need it
The less that it does
Run out it's rough, too much is enough
And that's what it was
That's what it was
That's what it was

Paradox - The Church
 
Doesn’t get much better than this :D

Track 5 from the CD - The Sound Of Madness (lyrics provided)

Shinedown - The Crow And The Butterfly

I painted your room at midnight
So I’d know yesterday was over
I put all your books on the top shelf
Even the one with the four-leaf clover
Man I’m getting older

I took all your pictures off the wall
And wrapped them in a newspaper blanket
I haven’t slept in what seems like a century
And now I can barely breathe

Just like a crow chasing the butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were gettin’ high as outer space
I never thought you’d slip away
I guess I was just a little too late

Your words still serenade me
Your lullabies won't let me sleep
I’ve never heard such a haunting melody
Oh it’s killing me
You know I can barely breathe

Just like a crow chasing the butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were gettin’ high as outer space
I never thought you’d slip away
I guess I was just a little too late
I was just a little too late

Just like a crow chasing the butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were gettin’ high as outer space
I never thought you’d slip away
Like a crow chasing the butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were gettin’ high as outer space
I never thought you would slip away
I guess I was just a little too late
Ohh... just a little too late
 
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