The engine grinds its song
One lonesome drone
The arrow of slumber drawn -
He’ll sink below
One man alone
Is it a dream?
Dreams bought and sold
Now he’s out there, on his own
A man on fortune’s road
The plains are his alone
The hills erupt with gold
There is a flame
It’s whispering his name
One land below
Is it a dream?
Fire and gold
He finds himself in a dance
A burning romance
As the blaze swallows his hopes
He’ll sink below
