Silver wings cut through the pale blue haze
(fading out)
Chasing shadows where the daylight fades
Aluminum whispers on a frozen wire
(burning low)
Carrying echoes of a distant fire
I watch the dials in the quiet cabin glow
Mapping constellations only we know
Frequency is tuning in the cold
(steady pulse)
A steady rhythm as the dark unfolds
We are drawing closer to the line
Where the heavy sky and quiet earth align
Pour the quiet courage through the wire
Warm the hollow spaces feed the fire
A silver tether in the open sky
Let me touch the ground before we fly
Frequency is tuning in the cold
(steady pulse)
A steady rhythm as the dark unfolds
We are drawing closer to the line
Where the heavy sky and quiet earth align
Pour the quiet courage through the wire
Warm the hollow spaces feed the fire
A silver tether in the open sky
Let me touch the ground before we fly
Gears turn softly valves release the weight
(quiet gate)
Two shadows merging at a quiet gate
No more navigation just the breath
A temporary shelter from the depth
We are stitched together by the sound
Before the engines pull us from the ground
Pour the quiet courage through the wire
Warm the hollow spaces feed the fire
A silver tether in the open sky
Let me touch the ground before we fly
Static fading into pale design
(pale design)
Silver thread dissolves into the line
Drifting higher leaving warmth behind
Just a signal in the endless sky
(endless sky)
I will find you when the clouds run dry