Golden Smog All The Same To Me
met a man on a train near Santa Fe who was dead a minute as a child fell off a dock he couldn't swim and his heart stopped a gold snake slid from the sky and swallowed him up he disappeared inside he disappeared inside the train stopped in a field of oil wells a blind girl needed help getting on the man was drunk from a flask half full of rum I shook my head when he offered me some que sera, he said and took another swig the train roared up a hill of sickly pines a small boy chased a ball up the aisle as the black mouth of a tunnel swallowed us up we disappeared inside we disappeared inside here we go
