Control from GN by Ratboys

Control

I almost saw a train wreck
But, then I had to look away
Never had I wondered before
What happened when metal bent and tore

I ran ‘cross manhole covers
Toward the center of my Earth
Valleys and other landmarks
With visions of big machines transformed

Walking ‘round in St. Matthews
The winds were light, and the roads were wet
Those green sloping mountains of earth
Leading up to gravel beds

My brother Paul was walking aimless
My father Pete had turned away
Paul was stumbling toward a roaring train track
He was only four years old that day

Who’s in control?
Who’s in control?

I barely saw it happen
The ground’s monumental shake
There must have been two feet between them
Before those two hands snatched him safe

As we headed home to beat the sunset
I heard him crying overhead
That night I dreamt we turned the lights out
And wandered far away from it

Who’s in control?
Who’s in control?

And now, I’m sitting on a bridge
Out in Portland, Oregon
The old day begins to shudder
And rolling on, becomes another

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