i lay my head on the railroad track stare at the sky all painted up your train is gone won t be coming back see the constellation ride across the sky no cigar no lady on his arm just a guy made of dots and lines just a guy made of dots and lines two years ago moved from my town i was looking up past the city lights but the city lights got in my way see the constellation ride across the sky no cigar no lady on his arm just a guy made of dots and lines just a guy made of dots and lines i found my mind on the ground below i was looking down it was looking back i was in the sky all dressed in black see the constellation ride across the sky no cigar no lady on his arm just a guy made of dots and lines just a guy made of dots and lines just a guy made of dots and lines can you hear what i see in the sky can you hear what i see in the sky can you hear what i see in the sky 