I watch the gray metal hallways
I know the turn of the long ways
No passengers in the back seat
Just heavy air and the cold heat
Keep the beat on the wire
Wait for the spark of a fire
Slowing down in the deep black
No one's coming to lead back
The oil drips slow on the flooring
The wind in the vent is still roaring
I've driven a thousand dead miles
Across all these empty steel files
Keep the beat on the wire
Wait for the spark of a fire
Slowing down in the deep black
No one's coming to lead back
A penny for every lost soul
The darkness has taken its toll
I steer through the rust and the grime
Just marking a slow piece of time
Keep the beat on the wire
Wait for the spark of a fire
Slowing down in the deep black
No one's coming to lead back
The signal is thin as a thread
I'm counting the ghosts of the dead
A meter that never will stop
Until the last copper bolt drop
One light flickers on the wall
Watch the heavy curtain fall
I'm the driver of the void
In a city now destroyed
I've seen how the weather can turn
I've watched all the old bridges burn
Now I just wait for the sound
Of something that's finally found
Keep the beat on the wire
Wait for the spark of a fire
Slowing down in the deep black
No one's coming to lead back
Just a beep in the hall
Wait for the final call Ping. Ping.
End of the line.
