You hold the copper in your hand
Sifting through the subway sand
The last train left an hour ago
The tunnel wind begins to blow
Check the voltage on the wire
Tame the sparking electric fire
The city hums a heavy tune
Underneath a paper moon
Cut the line and let it fall
Write your name upon the wall
Splicing wires in the deep
While the tired city sleep
You peel the plastic from the vein
Listen to the distant rain
The grease is black upon your skin
Where the hollow halls begin
Check the voltage on the wire
Tame the sparking electric fire
The city hums a heavy tune
Underneath a paper moon
Cut the line and let it fall
Write your name upon the wall
Splicing wires in the deep
While the tired city sleep
Your toolkit rattles on the floor
You cannot find the open door
The signal dies a sudden death
Holding back a heavy breath
One red wire and one gold thread
Words that you have never said
Strip the casing off the lead
Paint the concrete river red
Cut the line and let it fall
Write your name upon the wall
Splicing wires in the deep
While the tired city sleep
The signal light is turning grey
You throw the heavy wrench away
You sit alone upon the track
Knowing that you won't go back
Cut the line and let it fall
Write your name upon the wall
Splicing wires in the deep
While the tired city sleep
Just a dead line. Let it fall.
Dead line.
