Track Insight / Lyrics
My tires kissed the planetary dust
Before the thrusters turned to rust
I hauled the drunks, the saints, the boss
Now I count the orbital cost
Deadhead orbit, meter dark
No credit chip, no passenger mark
Silence hums inside the hull
Waiting for the morning call
The dispatcher's voice is static now
No flags to pull, no final bow
My seats still hold the warmth of backs
Slipping slow through hull and cracks
Deadhead orbit, meter dark
No credit chip, no passenger mark
Silence hums inside the hull
Waiting for the morning call
I knew the potholes, knew the rain
Knew the fare to ease the pain
Up here the roads are straight and clean
But nothing moves behind the screen
Deadhead orbit, meter dark
No credit chip, no passenger mark
Silence hums inside the hull
Waiting for the morning call
The radar blinks a steady green
Cleanest windshield ever seen
No bugs to scrape, no mud to wash
Just silence in the panel dash
Gravity's a memory
No atmosphere to breathe
Just the hum of reactor seams
Waiting for the morning beams
So I'll sit and watch the station spin
Let the external lights burn thin
My engine's cold, my meter's zeroed
Best damn rig this side of zero
Deadhead orbit, meter dark
No credit chip, no passenger mark
Silence hums inside the hull
Waiting for the morning call
Deadhead orbit, meter dark
Resting in the hangar park
Meter's off, the shift is done
Stars keep turning, one by one