BRIDGE TO NOWHERE
WEATHER’S COLD SKY IS GREY
AND HUNTERS ARE LOOKING FOR A PREY
NORTHERN WINDS FREEZE THE BRAINS
INCREASE THE PAIN OF HEROES ON THE WANE
TIME NOW HAS COME
FOR THEM ALL TO FLEE THE KINGDOM
ROLLING ON A WIRE / ON A BRIDGE TO NOWHERE
COAL IS DAMP STEAM IS WEAK
RUSTED WHEELS MOVE IN A DRAMATIC SQUEAK
CALLING AT VOID STATIONS
HEADING FOR AN UNKNOWN DESTINATION
FLY! - TRAIN CAN FLY - SWITCH ON “HIGH” - TAKE OFF NOW!
FLY! - EIGHT MILES HIGH – THROUGH THE HOLE TO ANOTHER WORLD