He lost, lost control
Slipped and began to roll
And on the wings of an ocean gale
He crashed right through the rail
Down to the valley below
To the valley below

Down in the charred remains
They stripped the chassis clean
And the bramble grew through the frame
Until it swallowed everything
Swallowed everything

Return to the ground
To the ground
Return to the ground
To the ground

Trees growing tall
Weeds covering all
And the animals make their homes
Underneath its rusted dome
All things come around

All comes around
Comes around
Returns to the ground
To the ground
Ground

Around
Comes around
To the ground
To the ground
To the ground
To the ground