Straight into the Rails

When everything I've been worrying about finally kills me
I'll let it kill me
Ghosts
Even ghosts die
Somehow
Black colours and red rain tears
Because you only lose what you cling to
The trees and wind are dead
The sea and everything else
I walk imperfectly
Straight into the rails
Straight into the rails
The trees and wind are dead
The sea and everything else

Well I've healed the blind and raised the dead
I can't seem to feel the pain anymore
I'll cut this cut and waste away
Because I can't seem to sleep anymore
Straight into the rails
Straight into the rails

(I can't feel it anymore, anymore)