Wrench turns on a rusted bolt
Giving every wire a jolt
Oil drips on the concrete floor
I cannot take it anymore
Nitrous blue in a glass machine
The fastest ghost I have ever seen
Tracing lines in the parking lot
Giving everything that I got
Gasket tight and the pressure high
Underneath a heavy purple sky
Silver paint on a jagged seam
Waking up from a heavy dream
Checking gauges for a steady read
Feeding every hidden sort of need
Copper tubes and a golden glow
Waiting for the signal light to go
Nitrous blue in a glass machine
The fastest ghost I have ever seen
Tracing lines in the parking lot
Giving everything that I got
Hymns I sang in a wooden pew
Coming back in a shade of blue
Holy breath on a cold metal plate
Standing here at the open gate
One last turn of the heavy key
Setting every hidden piston free
Scent of gas in the midnight air
Finding peace in a sudden flare
Nitrous blue in a glass machine
The fastest ghost I have ever seen
Tracing lines in the parking lot
Giving everything that I got
Cold steel, blue light.
Cold steel, blue light.
