Take a little walk to the edge of town Go across the tracks Where the viaduct looms, ilke a bird of doom As it shifts and cracks Where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires Hey man, you knowyou're never coming back Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills, past the stacks On a gathering storm comesa tall handsome man In a dusty black coat witha red right hand He'll wrap you in his arms, tell you that you've been a good boy He'll rekindle all the dreamsit took you a lifetime to destroy He'll reach deep into the hole, heal your shrinking soul Hey buddy, you know you'renever ever coming back He's a god, he's a man, he's a ghost, he's a guru They're whispering his namethrough this disappearing land But hidden in his coatis a red right hand