10. Derailment
One moment the smoothest ride
The wind is in our hair
Puffed out expectant and fulfilled
We came we saw we dared
It takes a moment for savage fate
To fashion up a fractured rail
Breaking our self found confidence
We falter fumble we fail
And so we fall for one more time
Dazed dirt upon our hands
And say we’ll never build again
This house on dangerous sands
Moment to moment is all we have
From peak to trough and all points back
Nestling down in our first class seats
Sobbing by the track