Today we sail
On the Solar Rail
For there's much we just don't know
So farewell with a kiss
Then it's fast for the mist
Till we're sleeping in the cold below
Cold: the metal boxes going
Hard: the tracks on which we roam
Panels when the dark's not coming
Feel the weight of what we tow
Cold: the metal boxes going
Hard: the tracks on which we roam
Panels when the dark's not coming
Feel the weight of what we tow