Underground Railroad
Jo Hackett, Roger King, Steve Hackett
Hell's children
Touched by fire from the fields
Far away voices calling out the way
You no longer have to stay
Rising flames arise in pain
Find a voice on this day
Out of the shackles, a cargo of ghosts
Rattling chains that weigh the most
End of the line, that liberty bell
Locomotion firing onward from hell
An hour of freedom with a life in pain
The [?]'s coming all aboard that train
Through screaming tunnels the engine sings
Into the steam, riding a dream
Hissing furnace chasing time
Circles of fire on a horse of iron
An hour of freedom worth a life in pain
The [?]'s coming all aboard that train
Keep on moving till the shackles are gone
Cross that water to the land beyond
Keep on moving till the shackles are gone
Cross that water to the land beyond