Silent Current

[Verse 1]
The phone line breathes, a whisper through the black,
A ghost of diesel hums, no turning back.
Across the distance, cold and numb,
We parse the long-dead signals, brother,
Between the clicks, a permafrost cover,
A shared silence, where our words become undone.

[Chorus]
Just the hum of nothing, vast and cold,
A silent current, stories left untold.
It drifts between us, thin as ice,
A quiet echo, our unspoken vice.

[Verse 2]
Past rusted cranes, I watch the twilight bleed,
A spectral foghorn, planting memory's seed.
The port sleeps deep, beneath the snow,
Each pause a crack in ice, so deep and wide,
Where ancient truths and phantom futures hide,
A metallic tang, the only truth we know.

[Chorus]
Just the hum of nothing, vast and cold,
A silent current, stories left untold.
It drifts between us, thin as ice,
A quiet echo, our unspoken vice.

[Bridge]
This shared oblivion, a frost-kissed shield,
What words would break what silence has revealed?
The engine’s murmur, deep below the ground,
A comfort in the vastness, rarely found.

[Outro]
The line still sighs, a pulse in endless night,
Our frozen solace, holding fading light.