Take a little walk to the edge of town
Go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms, ilke a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires
Hey man, you knowyou're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comesa tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat witha red right hand
He'll wrap you in his arms, tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll rekindle all the dreamsit took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole, heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you know you'renever ever coming back
He's a god, he's a man, he's a ghost, he's a guru
They're whispering his namethrough this disappearing land
But hidden in his coatis a red right hand