You tune your strings where the concrete ends
The meter clicks like a second hand
Mist wraps the arches, cold and gray
You play the tune that the wind obeyed
Half-life waltz on the iron spine
Geiger sings in three-four time
Bow draws light from the poison air
No dosimeter stops the prayer
Tourists don't ride where the red forest grows
I've driven the edge where the wild wind blows
Your music measures what sieverts hide
A melody born on the toxic tide
The dosimeter's chirp keeps strict the beat
You tap your boot on the cracked concrete
Each phrase you finish, the needle drops
A half-life rhythm that never stops
Half-life waltz on the iron spine
Geiger sings in three-four time
Bow draws light from the poison air
No dosimeter stops the prayer
No checkpoint guards ask for your papers now
The exclusion zone takes a silent bow
Strontium settles in the bridge's steel
But your song makes the heavy air heal
I'll park the cab where the pavement frays
And count the clicks through the misty haze
You saw the world with a fiddler's eyes
Where radiation falls, the music flies
Half-life waltz on the iron spine
Geiger sings in three-four time
Bow draws light from the poison air
No dosimeter stops the prayer
Half-life waltz on the iron spine
You play on where the clicks align
