Switchman

There's a switchman up around the bend
He gets you in the end every time
He rolls his snake's eyes and listens for your train
With broken fingers
He lurks and lingers
And crosses off your name
With eyes like magic eight balls
Floating dice of fate
You could try again but that's a train that's never late

Any day now
Your luck can change
There's no way out, there is no bargaining or trade
You're in the hands of the switchman tonight
And he can make you go wrong
And he can make you go right

A man builds a wall, and another knocks it down
We just go round and round
It's all the same
We're pinatas spinning in the wind
Blindfold children
Singing and spinning
They always get you in the end
And your candy shower burst
And sprinkles out your fate
And the switchman stirs awake

Any day now
Your track can change
There's no way out, there is no bargaining your fate
You're in the chorus of the switchman's little song
And he can make you go right
And he can make you go wrong

And all in all we all just fall like bowling pins
Like broken violins in the end
We can hold on like that old Parthenon
3 000 years strong, we just keep hanging on and on
And on and on
And on and on
And on and on
And on and on
And on and on
And on and on

Any day now
Your luck can change
There's no way out, there is no bargaining or trade
You're in the hands of the switchman tonight
And he can make you go wrong
And he can make you go right