Silent Engine

Static humming

in the overhead wire

We are walking through the winter cold

Writing codes on a forgotten wall Trading secrets that were never told

We don't need the bells to ring

We

don't

need the perfect sound When we can hear the floorboards shake And

feel the weight of solid ground

Broken plastic on the concrete floor

Counting minutes as the hours slide

Keeping tempo with a heavy heel

There is nowhere left for us to hide

We don't need the bells to ring We don't need the perfect

sound When we can hear the floorboards shake And feel the weight

of solid ground

We trace the wires to the source

And find the lines are glowing hot We're standing in the quiet

space With everything that we forgot

We don't need the bells to ring We don't need the perfect

sound When we can hear the floorboards shake And feel the weight

of solid ground

Nothing but the simple sound we chose to make

Running on the heat of our own fire

We leave it all behind us now