Black ink sky and a heavy hum
Waiting for the signal come
Copper wires in a steady line
Counting down the frozen time
Starlight hits the solar pane
Turning gold inside the rain
Floating in a velvet deep
While the weary planets sleep
Oxygen is running thin
Where the outer void begins
One small light on a plastic screen
Smallest spark I have ever seen
Starlight hits the solar pane
Turning gold inside the rain
Floating in a velvet deep
While the weary planets sleep
Fuel is low in the rusted tank
Watching as the orbits sank
Fuel cells humming a low refrain
Like a ghost on a midnight train
Starlight hits the solar pane
Turning gold inside the rain
Floating in a velvet deep
While the weary planets sleep
Iron beams and a bolted door
I can't feel the heavy floor
Looking back at a blue dot glow
Wondering where the currents go
Cold steel skin and a humming beat
Empty space is a lonely street
No more wind and no more sound
Just a circle that goes around
Hymns I sang in a wooden pew
Now they sound like something new
Breath is heavy in a nylon mask
Doing every lonely task
Starlight hits the solar pane
Turning gold inside the rain
Floating in a velvet deep
While the weary planets sleep
Silver glass, drift alone.
Silver glass, far from home.
Far from home.
