Trains Still Run on Time Bright Eyes

I got a friend who's blank
And he spends his days
In a constant haze
Never leaves a trace
It's a crime that pays
He's a textbook case

Pray for a miracle
A wrinkle in time
The wind is ephemeral
Always blows my mind
Hear the music box unwind

Begging to be born
Another unicorn in a uniform
It's a thing you hate
Another switch and bait that you abhor

Made in America on a factory floor
There's a Disney character breaking down the door
And the orchestra plays
A cartoon score for war

No separation
No Berlin Wall
No celebration
No confusion
When it falls