Come on boys, we'll see where this road gives up Blacktop and gasoline, it won't be enough But I keep shifting into neutral while the river's racing by Yea I'm sitting in the chamber, locked and loaded, let me fly You won't forget the quakes, they get in your bones And I have seen the flames taking cities whole And all my kings and queens and aces now discarded to the fire Every dollar, every boardwalk, every ticket on the line Take all these tokens, I don't need them now Lay every trophy down in the ground Now I have heard a sound in my waking dreams Someone's father was calling out, "here come 819" Was it the hammer through the floorboards or the rumble of the train Or the thunder of the engine through the silence of a name And all these horses, they're rolling on Tell all the broken, we're going home Was it the hammer through the floorboards or the rumble of the train Or the thunder of the engine through the silence of a name I hear the buzzing of cicadas as the evening starts to fade The crumbling concrete of empires, they won't even last the day And every long forgotten story finds the breath of life again All the hymns below the churchyard find again the tongues of men And every tear and every stain, every sin be washed away Every grave will be abandoned, even death will pass away