
Punk World (Remix)
(Verse 1) The vessel leaves the solid ground, a silver silhouette A line of light against the sky, no reason for regret (for regret) It climbs above the city sprawl, the veins of hurried streets And chases sundown westward, where the day and twilight meet The land below, a patchwork quilt, of forest, field, and stream (stream) A silent watcher moving fast, a waking, airborne dream. (Chorus) This is the swift ascent, a whisper and a hum Leaving what was left behind, for all that is to come Over the Earth's soft curvature, a journey without pause Held by the simple, perfect truth of nature's simple laws A view of all that is, and was, from a detached and quiet seat Where every corner of the world can briefly, fully meet. (Verse 2) It crosses oceans, dark and deep, a mirror to the stars And leaves behind the human marks, the boundaries and the scars It sees the desert's rust-red dust, the mountains stark and cold The ancient stories written there, in layers ages old And time itself begins to blur, the sun a constant guide A traveler of atmospheres, with nothing left to hide. (To hide!) (Chorus) This is the swift ascent, a whisper and a hum Leaving what was left behind, for all that is to come Over the Earth's soft curvature, a journey without pause Held by the simple, perfect truth of nature's simple laws A view of all that is, and was, from a detached and quiet seat Where every corner of the world can briefly, fully meet. (Bridge) It carries sighs and quiet thoughts, the echoes of a place (place) And drops them gently, far away, across a different space It shows the planet as it is, a single, spinning sphere Making the vast and far-off lands, feel strangely, truly near. (Near) (Chorus) This is the swift ascent, a whisper and a hum Leaving what was left behind, for all that is to come Over the Earth's soft curvature, a journey without pause Held by the simple, perfect truth of nature's simple laws A view of all that is, and was, from a detached and quiet seat Where every corner of the world can briefly, fully meet. [Guitar solo] (Outro) And as the journey reaches its end, the landing gear descends The world is changed for having seen, a journey that transcends.

