I sent you a note by carrier pigeon Tested the wind for the proper direction Set it aloft with the faith of a lost religion Prayed at your home, we'd find protection This is fixable It's no country for criminals These are good people. In this house it's never spoken of. There are some things you just don't touch. We're so much more than brothers. We're third rail jumpers. "I'll never forget what you did for me It's a good old world if you let it be." I couldn't let it be. That's the way with family. In this house it's never spoken of. There are some things you just don't touch. Keep your hand off the buzzer. We're third rail jumpers. It's the lost dance of a generation Another victim of a teenage war With a drawer full of swallowed hungers We're third rail jumpers. "I may be absent of mind, discount but always present of heart Remember we huddled together the night the whole thing fell apart." Scared shapeless. "Please burn this letter." In this house it's never spoken of. There are some things you just don't touch. Keep your hand on the rudder. We're third rail jumpers.