You lock up your smile - for a while you steal back the sky and you slam the door & yet you deny - you've been caught within the trade and you tie your soul to the rail But now there's no mor steambull running the collosses have been k**ed in vain no more steelhorse riding You're forced to pick up your face again Now it seems tougher than it ever did before as you're the victim of your insufficiency you decide to try for more