I cruise the dark on a velvet sea
No city lights for a soul like me
Just a long haul through the heavy deep
Where the old ghosts of the orbit sleep
My glass is polished and my frame is tight
I catch the crumbs of a distant light
I drive this route with a steady hand
Far from the dirt of a summer land
Starlight gleams on my solar skin
Let the slow burn of the void begin
I am the driver of a ghost machine
The lonely spark in a velvet sheen
The fare is cheap when the cargo's gone
I wait for a glimpse of a cosmic dawn
I know the bends and the frozen holes
Where the black wind takes a heavy toll
Starlight gleams on my solar skin
Let the slow burn of the void begin
I am the driver of a ghost machine
The lonely spark in a velvet sheen
I miss the smell of the diesel rain
The rattle of a midnight train
Now I just drink from a silver star
And wonder just how far is too far
My cells are humming a low blue tune
Under the glare of a frozen moon
I keep the pace and I hold the line
Counting the beats of a clockwork chime
A driver knows when the road is wrong
When the humming turns to a mourning song
I'll steer this hull to the furthest gate
And leave the rest to a blind man's fate
Starlight gleams on my solar skin
Let the slow burn of the void begin
I am the driver of a ghost machine
The lonely spark in a velvet sheen
Just one more mile in the deep.
The long haul sleep.
