Edge of the Line

[Intro] A line of steel and diesel breathes the dawn, pale and grey [Verse 1] Oil-tipped dreams drift through a narrow throat of sea Tension hums in the wake, like a storm just out of sight to see Military flags ripple, silhouettes cut the light in half A convoy to survive, sailing on the edge of maps [Pre-Chorus] Windows of the horizon glow with distant fireflies We count the seconds as the air grows heavier and high [Chorus] Hold the line, hold the night, let the calm be seen tonight Wings cut through the steel-blue sky, a ghostly chorus in the light Keep faith in the tides we ride, through whispers of the coming fray We move, we stand, we breathe, we pray for safer days [Verse 2] Jets carve arcs above the wake, like knives of rain on glass The sea reflects the blue-gray glare, a mirror made of brass Engines drum the thunder close, a heartbeat in the foam Oil and iron marching on, toward a distant, breaking home [Pre-Chorus] Radar whispers cut the dark, a lullaby of warning signs We pace the deck in measured time, as daylight shifts its lines [Chorus] Hold the line, hold the night, let the calm be seen tonight Wings cut through the steel-blue sky, a ghostly chorus in the light Keep faith in the tides we ride, through whispers of the coming fray We move, we stand, we breathe, we pray for safer days [Bridge] In the hush between thunder, the coastlines seem to breathe A fragile hymn of steel and hope, a promise not to leave [Chorus] Hold the line, hold the night, let the calm be seen tonight Wings cut through the steel-blue sky, a ghostly chorus in the light Keep faith in the tides we ride, through whispers of the coming fray We move, we stand, we breathe, we pray for safer days [Outro] The horizon holds its breath, as iron sails the pale sea-white glow, and dawn prepares to rise