gotta find another way to go on 
you've got no way to find me 

now my father rides the rails 
a northern trouble trails 
he knows what paths to hike 
just enough in time to stop it 

gotta find another way to go on 
you've got no way to find me 

all the towns folk moved away 
even now it's hard to say 
when all the villagers would run and hide 
the evidence not far behind 

and now my father rides the trains 
with the evidence inside his brain 
he must move to stay alive 
just because he knew how to stop it