TRANSCONTINENTAL By PEDRO THE LION Off the new album ACHILLES HEEL Engine severs lower legs, I feel my bruised heart beating - Spinal cord remains in tact, still sending and receiving - Laying back on shoulder blades, cargo rushing past - Missing limbs beneath the cars, twitching on / the tracks - Clic clack, now handicapped, north am transcontinental - / I remember as I bleed, certain tales of bravery - A man who's legs were /G trapped beneath, a fallen evergreen tree - He decided he would chop them off above the knee - To sacrifice his shins and feet, and set his torso free - The luxury of having been spared the hard part - You'd think would / be enough for me to pull this off - But I'm left to bleed to death - Now all the man I've ever been - North am transcontinental. THAT'S ALL FOLKS Submitted by eric starrs.