Cold steel floor and a heavy door
I do not walk these halls no more
Black coffee in a plastic cup
The orbital sun is waking up
Deep in the bay where the engines sleep
Secrets of orbit are mine to keep
Quiet as oil in a rusted gear
I find the peace that I need right here
White apron stained with a berry tart
A lonely beat in a working heart
I watch the ships drift far out of sight
Turning the black into silver light
Deep in the bay where the engines sleep
Secrets of orbit are mine to keep
Quiet as oil in a rusted gear
I find the peace that I need right here
One old ticket and a copper key
The only thing that belongs to me
I lean my back on a coolant pipe
Waiting for the winter moon to ripe
Deep in the bay where the engines sleep
Secrets of orbit are mine to keep
Quiet as oil in a rusted gear
I find the peace that I need right here
The taxi driver says the road is long
A humming tune or a broken song
He knows the fare and he knows the way
But I just want the end of the day
I pour a drink for a ghost I knew
A faded shade of a cosmic blue
The hangar hums with a low steady sound
Further away from the heavy ground
Deep in the bay where the engines sleep
Secrets of orbit are mine to keep
Quiet as oil in a rusted gear
I find the peace that I need right here
Keep the change, driver.
Just leave me in the bay.
