By a rusty iron tank
Where the maiden hair hangs
And all of the wind up in the trees
Is all that you hear
Come on down
Feel the heat
All around you timbers crack
There’s a storm rising
All dusty and blue
And the one that you love is in a void
Of black
Let go of the world
And ride this train
To the other side
Phantom ride
Chained to the grill of a moving train
Time and space collide
The eagle eye is on the ground
The rodent at the sky
Earth will quake
And wheels will shake
Tracks will buckle and crack
A carpet bagger in a mohair suit
Stops to tip his hat
Let go of the world
But always beware
Of your pride
Phantom ride
From the gulf and down to desert sands
Over mountains and divide
When life is coming at you
It’s like a phantom ride
Let go of the world
And ride this train
To the other side
Phantom ride
Let go of the world
But always beware
Of your pride
Phantom ride