You drift through the ink of the deep
Where the heavy old leviathans sleep
You snap a quick shot of the black
With no map to lead your way back
Starlight hits the silver glass
Watching all the dead hours pass
Solar panels drink the white glare
Floating in the frozen air
You lean on the cold metal rail
Looking for a ghostly white sail
The lens captures sparks on the hull
While the heavy salt wind blows dull
You carve out a space in the night
Turning on a flickering light
The cockpit is cramped and it's grey
But you're chasing a brand new day
Starlight hits the silver glass
Watching all the dead hours pass
Solar panels drink the white glare
Floating in the frozen air
Click the shutter, lock the view
Everything is sharp and new
No more buses, no more street
Just the rhythm of a heart beat
You steer through the void of the dark
Waiting for a luminous spark
The vacuum is wide and it's blind
Leaving every old ghost behind
Starlight hits the silver glass
Watching all the dead hours pass
Solar panels drink the white glare
Floating in the frozen air
Hold the frame, let it shine.
Silver glass, all mine.
(Final heavy stomp)
