Decemberists One Engine
One engine barely makes it away,
One engine barely makes it away.
Hold on, they're breaking their bonds,
Hold on, they're breaking their bonds,
One engine barely makes it away.
And the martyr line,
It's a bitter pill.
And the line of right,
It will barely make you feel.
I'd like to get you in some kind of way,
Some kind of trouble in some kind of way.
Bear down they'll run you aground,
Bear down they'll run you aground,
We all must suffer awhile in a way.
And the martyr line,
It's a bitter pill.
And the line of right,
It will barely make feel,
Make you feel, barely make you feel.
Make you feel.
And the martyr line,
It's a bitter pill.
And the line of right,
It will barely make you feel,
Make you feel, barely make you feel.
Make you feel.
One engine, one engine, one engine barely makes it away.
