Iron ribs in the tall green grass
Watching all the seasons pass
Once I carried loads of coal
Now I lack a living soul
Break the chain and feel the heat
Hear the rhythm of the beat
Rolling out to open skies
Where the golden horizon lies
Reddish rust on every seam
Waking from a heavy dream
Vines are climbing up my side
Nowhere left for me to hide
Break the chain and feel the heat
Hear the rhythm of the beat
Rolling out to open skies
Where the golden horizon lies
Workshop oil on the concrete floor
I don't want to wait no more
Wheel and axle frozen tight
I will find a way tonight
Tear the weeds from off my face
Leave behind this quiet place
Spark the engine, feel the shake
Watch the heavy shackles break
Silver rails are calling clear
Cutting through the old cold fear
Heavy metal, polished chrome
Finding out a brand new home
Break the chain and feel the heat
Hear the rhythm of the beat
Rolling out to open skies
Where the golden horizon lies
Leave the backyard far behind
Leave the rusted days to wind
Full speed forward, cutting wind
Where the better roads begin
Break the chain and feel the heat
Hear the rhythm of the beat
Rolling out to open skies
Where the golden horizon lies
Steel and vine, rolling fast
Break away from all the past Rolling fast
Rolling fast