Silent Drifters ---------------- Cold steam keeps rising up from the deep city drains Heavy frost binds old iron chains Julian works Shoveling coal down in the boiler by the shore Sweat on his skin Watching the gauge Wiping a brass valve leaking steam through a closed door Who enters in? Mark the silent, lonely drifters What drives them, searching, through the dark? Mark the silent, lonely drifters Who ever leaves a light for them? Evelyn Vance Sorting old steel tapes deep inside the printing press Gone is her sight Typing on keys Punching out text that no ship ever will confess Who turns the light? Mark the silent, lonely drifters What drives them, searching, through the dark? Mark the silent, lonely drifters Who ever leaves a light for them? The old engine breathes out its sigh Across the bleak and frozen sky No voices call The shadows fall Julian fell Down on the frozen gravel near the iron stack No alarm rang Frost on his coat Evelyn sweeps the ashes, locks the furnace back No voices sang Mark the silent, lonely drifters What drives them, searching, through the dark? Mark the silent, lonely drifters Whoever leaves a light for them? Cold steam keeps rising up from the deep city drains Who ever leaves a light for them? --- "Silent Drifters" Copyright © 2026 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]
