[Verse 1] The velvet dark spills over the fence Counting the pines where the fence line ends A compass needle spinning in place Tracing the lines of a forgotten face The air is brittle, the ground is cold Patterns in carbon, stories untold [Chorus] High above, the burning white light Splits the heavy curtain of night I am small, I am drift, I am bone Searching for keys to a map unknown Spinning in silence, holding my breath Watching the distance, defying the depth [Verse 2] Static hum of the world down below Fades into nothing, nowhere to go The horizon widens, blurring the rim Between the waking and the ghost of a whim I track the passage of ancient fire Burning through ice on a rusted wire [Chorus] High above, the burning white light Splits the heavy curtain of night I am small, I am drift, I am bone Searching for keys to a map unknown Spinning in silence, holding my breath Watching the distance, defying the depth [Outro] Flicker and fade Lost in the arc Left in the dark Just an orbit of one.
