I drove the lanes of old Presidium
The traffic flow was just a vacuum
I know the turns and every dead end
Where broken rules and heavy debts blend
I spent my years in a rusted cab
Counting the credits and the quick grab
Now I am high on a silver ship
Watching the cosmic currents just slip
Citadel wards in a diamond glow
Watching the silver river just flow
City of light in a velvet black
Once you go up there is no turning back
The wards are bright like a polished coin
Where all the different species will join
It looks so clean from the observation
A golden map of a crowded nation
Citadel wards in a diamond glow
Watching the silver river just flow
City of light in a velvet black
Once you go up there is no turning back
A driver knows when the road is wrong
The distance here is a lonely song
I see the grid and the humming wire
A frozen spark of a distant fire
I see the spires and the docking bays
Lost in a dizzy and shimmering haze
The high-life glitters in a cold white beam
A heavy weight in a heavy dream
Keep your eyes open and your hands on tight
The dark is deep in the middle of night
A steady wheel and a steady mind
Leave all the wreckage and the rust behind
Citadel wards in a diamond glow
Watching the silver river just flow
City of light in a velvet black
Once you go up there is no turning back
Just a driver in the black.
No turning back.
No turning back.
