We walk into the desert wind along the desert rail With bent hearts and stitched on wings Across the Tamarisk plains we tell our tale of woe To those who would hear such things We are the spirits-we are the spirits Arrived at the end of the line We are the spirits-we are the spirits The line that fell to earth We walk into the desert wind along the desert rail With bent hearts and stitched on wings across the Tamarisk Plains We are the spirits of the Old No. 9 We dine at the End of the Line We are the spirits of the Old No. 9 The line that fell to earth We look into the blasting sound along the mountain rail With ticking clicking flickering form across the windswept sands Where we are now Stars pulled down Where we are now Stars pulled down Gravity is slipping The caterwaul cry Happy as the devil in blue Gravity is slipping The caterwaul cry Happy as the devil in the blue suit Here come the devil in the blue suit We are the spirits Where we are now Stars pulled down Where we are now Stars pulled down