

Cold air on the steel
Numbers bloom and fade
I move through the measured glow
Calm hands over the frame
Every signal falls in line
Every breath becomes a code
Hold the line, hold it steady
Let the silence read my name In the hum of ordered motion
I am still, I stay the same
Keep me in the clear blue system
Keep me where the currents slow
Under all this iron weather I am calm enough to glow
Keep me in the quiet motion Keep me in the tempered flow
Soft alarms along the ceiling
Silver patterns on the glass
Every distance turns to order
Every hard edge lets me pass
I can feel the engine listening
I can feel the pressure ease
No fear in the measured turning
No fire I need to fight
Only the shape of patience
Only the weight of light
Keep me in the clear blue system
Keep me where the currents slow
Under all this iron weather I am calm enough to glow
Keep me in the quiet motion
Keep me in the tempered flow
Stillness in the frame
Stillness in the glow