This is a transcript from a fan call to Wired 99.9FM Limerick Radio dated May 24, 2025.

Hey, girl. How’s it going? I wanted to reach out again and say that, like…

Man, I don’t even know how to say this. I’ll just get it out. I just went to a train convention out in the suburbs. It was great, baby—learned about that Union Pacific DX-1000 Headcar. Seeing the industrial progress our nation has made, it was great. I loved every minute of it—talking to the undiagnosed “train experts,” getting a tour from a crotchety old enthusiast—pretty sure I even spoke with the ghost of George Pullman. But I just couldn’t get this one thought out of my head—I miss your Pacific-Ocean-Wet-DX-1000 Head, baby.

There’s something about being around 10,000-ton machines that made me think of you, girl. I been thinking about what did us in. I was wrong to ask if you’d be cool getting a train run on you by me and my homies—I know that now. I’m sorry, girl. It shoulda just been me and you—head and caboose.

I just want you to know that I’ve been thinking about railing again. About you. About running my freight through your tunnel and chugging and steaming. I don’t even want to sound shallow or nothing, girl, it’s just how I feel.

You never got back to me during the Myanmar thing, girl. I get it. Maybe I came on too strong—my love for you, it runs express from my heart to my mouth, and I can’t stop it sometimes. You ain’t even got to reply. Hope the family’s been good. Peace.