Twenty on High

35 minutes into Monday

I'm crossing that old state line

Headed out East with the railway

To the mountains in North Caroline

It's another damn week on the railroad

It's another damn lonesome night

One of these days, I'ma head home

One of these days, I might

Pay a little more respect to the body that I'm in

Take a little less off of the edge

What did you expect of an adolescent kid

Who was all out of allegiance to pledge?

What did you expect of a runaway train

On a busted up mainline rail?

What did you think he would have to say

If he decided there's a story to tell?

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There's 35 reasons for the bottle now

I'm 30 fucking counties away

Slipping off deep to the nothingness

Couldn't even speak if I had something to say

These thoughts they're all self-critical

There's two pounds left of the trigger pull

This ain't it, there's got to be something else

Get out now before I lose myself

And pay a little more respect to the body that I'm in

Take a little less off of the edge

What did you expect of an adolescent kid

Who was all out of allegiance to pledge?

What did you expect of a runaway train

On a busted up mainline rail?

What did you think he would have to say

If he decided there's a story to tell?

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35 minutes into Monday

I'm crossing that old state line

Headed out East with the railway

To the mountains in North Caroline