Jakarta Flatline

Reach out my elusive
All spent my deep of faith
Tibet I been searching
Sand burn slowing me down

Years of mindless journey
No man is an island

Soul train here's your station
God may be locomotion
But soul train the truth is
It's worth dancing with desire

If it ain't suicide
And if the residue of rain
Is a close to murder
Temper douse the Indian
Random walk before him
A railroad out of control
Spare me fast departure
Loose freight last crusaders
And all things unfulfilled

Soul train here's your station
God may be locomotion
But soul train the truth is
It's worth dancing with desire
If it ain't suicide
And if the residue of rain
Is a close to murder