He lost, lost control
Slipped and began to roll
And on the wings of an ocean gale
He crashed right through the rail
Down to the valley below
To the valley below



Down in the charred remains

They stripped the chassis clean

And the bramble grew through the frame

Until it swallowed everything

Swallowed everything



Return to the ground

To the ground

Return to the ground

To the ground



Trees growing tall

Weeds covering all

And the animals make their homes

Underneath its rusted dome

All things come around



All comes around

Comes around

Returns to the ground

To the ground

Ground





Around

Comes around

To the ground

To the ground

To the ground

To the ground