Black Box

[Verse 1]

I always cry on the Amtrak

Something about the speed of the houses

A butterfly on the highway

Borrowing wind, traveling south for a while

There is a way to get anywhere

You are a friend from an old life

Quiet and good, draped in a blanket

And like a bend in the sunlight

I think you look farther away than you are

Only so many miles to anywhere

[Chorus]

Oh, the spinning rock into which we drill

In the mountains and the mirrors

And the march of time

It's a big black box a stranger built

We always have to wonder

What moves inside

[Verse 2]

And in the blue of the evening (Oh, oh)

Walking alone, calling my brother

It doesn't feel like I'm pleading (Oh, oh)

Asking to know what else is out there for me

There is a way to be anywhere

[Chorus]

On the spinning rock into which we drill

In the mountains and the mirrors

And the march of time

It's a big black box a stranger built

We always have to wonder

What moves inside

[Bridge]

Rivers and towns with service roads

I'm in my seat, curtains closed

Or else I'll lose all my momentum

Of all we were told to ignore

What am I still burning for?

And is it on this bridge in Trenton?

[Pre-Chorus]

[Non-Lyrical Vocals]

[Chorus]

Oh, the spinning rock into which we drill

The bin of socks on the window sill

The hallway clock says "before until"

A two mile walk up a shady hill

It's a big black box a stranger built

A gray coach car, a navy quilt

We see but we are never shown

We know, but we can never know