Fiddle Through the Static

We drift in on the blue

With salt on every seam

Your lantern on the hull

Looks like a shared-up dream

A hundred small flags wave

From patchwork decks and rails

We trade our names in the dark

And laugh through comet trails

Hold my hand, stay near

For this one shining round

If the sky keeps calling us

We'll answer without a sound

Here in the orbit

We sing your name

Here in the orbit

We're glad you came

One more dance

Before we part

One bright table

For every heart

You came from the red moon mine

I came from foam and pine

Heard your fiddle through the static

Like a door left open wide

We swapped our bread and maps

Our stories and our scars

Then watched the old worlds fade

Like lanterns behind stars

Hold my hand, stay near

For this one shining round

If the sky keeps calling us

We'll answer without a sound

Here in the orbit

We sing your name

Here in the orbit

We're glad you came

One more dance

Before we part

One bright table

For every heart

When the engines hum

And the farewell starts

Put your hope in your pocket

Carry us in your heart

No ship stays still

No road stays kind

But tonight we are a harbor

And the stars are ours to find

Here in the orbit

We sing your name

Here in the orbit

We're glad you came

One more dance

Before we part

One bright table

For every heart

Here in the orbit

Far and near

We meet again

We keep it here