On a damned tangled dressnDay of decaynThe season shuffles insidenShe cast out a linenBetween the dead and dyingnTickets for the sad carouselnnOn a highway in lovenwith the headlights abovenThe trailer park draws its last breathenTrucks fight for roomnThey play out a tunenAnd suddenly fade into blacknnThe clock moves its hands in the reversenWe're riding to school in a hearsenLines dance on the roadnRoman candles explodenThe last becomes the firstnnMisshapen treesnSpread out diseasenAnd suffer stares in the bowels and bellowsnWe dream about the linenBetween the dead and the dyingnTickers for the sad carouselnnThe clock moves its hands in the reversenWe're riding to school in a hearsenLines dance on the roadnRoman candles explodenThe last becomes the first