Pin the Boom

[Кіріспе] [Feedback swell, single kick; clipped chugs; double-kick gallop] [Куплет 1] Rain needles the gantry, the warning lamps flare The storm pin shears loose; the boom starts to drift A hull plate hangs over the black slipway You shout, “hold the launch!”—the foreman says, “tide!” I climb to the leg where the handrails buck Cold steel under my palm, spray in my teeth Set the pin to the hole; take the hammer in hand One clean blow, or that hull goes beneath [Қайырма] Drive it home! hold the boom! Keep that hull above the slipway! Drive it home! lock it true! We don’t launch while the steel can sway! [Куплет 2] “Lose the tide and we lose the whole day!” He’s counting the minutes; i’m counting each swing The platform kicks as the wind loads the frame I brace with my shoulder and feel the pin ring No room for a crane, no room for a pause Just my hands, the hammer, the hole, the load I strike through the roar till the keeper drops in Then wave him back from the edge of the road [Қайырма] Drive it home! hold the boom! Keep that hull above the slipway! Drive it home! lock it true! We don’t launch while the steel can sway! [Guitar solo] [Қайырма] Drive it home! hold the boom! Keep that hull above the slipway! Drive it home! lock it true! We don’t launch while the steel can sway! [Аутро] Pin is seated! Boom is still! Wait for the water! Hold the line!