I've hauled captains through meteor showers
Seen freighters dock at three AM hours
My bulkheads hold the silence like a prayer
She walks the ribs without a single care
Hangar queen in orbital night
Orange black white in sodium light
No fare to pay no route to run
Just gravity beaten by the sun
She sleeps on coolant pipes that hum and hiss
Ignores the jump drive's violet kiss
Mechanics leave her tuna in a tray
She earns her keep the old fashioned way
Hangar queen in orbital night
Orange black white in sodium light
No fare to pay no route to run
Just gravity beaten by the sun
Radar techs swear she sees the blips
Before the screen shows incoming ships
Her whiskers twitch at pressure drops
Better than sensors on the tops
Hangar queen in orbital night
Orange black white in sodium light
No fare to pay no route to run
Just gravity beaten by the sun
Captain tried to ship her planetside
She scratched his hand and hurt his pride
Returned next watch like nothing changed
Territory marked and rearranged
Twenty years I've held the dark
Watched ten thousand voyages embark
Never had a passenger like her
No manifest no transfer
Now recruits ask why she stays aboard
I tell them son she owns the board
Not cargo not a pet or pest
She's the finest pilot I've met
Hangar queen in orbital night
Orange black white in sodium light
No fare to pay no route to run
Just gravity beaten by the sun
She's the hangar queen
Calico paws on titanium deck
Clean telecaster rings through vacuum cold
