You trudge on the scorching frozen ground
The old truck puffs out hoarse neon light
The stars shatter in the rear -view round
Like gears ground by grit they start to fight
The whole desert lies in the fuel tank
The odometer nibbles at the faded breeze
When the electric arc pierces through the rusty rank
I hear the will -o' -the -wisp dance in my knees
We're the abandoned voltage oh
Sparking in the tin chapel you know
Sew up all the time lags with the welding flow
Till our fingerprints burn in the morning glow
We're the abandoned voltage hey
Boiling ice chips in the scrapyard they say
Let new branches grow from the scars' display
Till our breaths break the iron gate away
Thunderstorms gather on the third window pane
You disassemble moonlight as spare parts in vein
The rusty doorplate churns within my brain
While the exhaust pipe hums a changed requiem refrain
The silencer holds the whole galaxy tight
The spark plug tap -dances on the tongue's site
When the dashboards start to migrate in flight
I steal the positioning anchor from your sight
We're the abandoned voltage oh
Sparking in the tin chapel you know
Sew up all the time lags with the welding flow
Till our fingerprints burn in the morning glow
We're the abandoned voltage hey
Boiling ice chips in the scrapyard they say
Let new branches grow from the scars' display
Till our breaths break the iron gate away
Now grind the brake pads into ashes fine
Now let the clutch learn to shed a tear of mine
Now the whole sky gets stuck in
Our oil -leaking joints it's such a sign
We're the abandoned voltage oh
Sparking in the tin chapel you know
Sew up all the time lags with the welding flow
Till our fingerprints burn in the morning glow
We're the abandoned voltage hey
Boiling ice chips in the scrapyard they say
Let new branches grow from the scars' display
Till our breaths break the iron gate away
