Till That Fan Turns

[Вступление] [Припев] Hold the bore, don’t wave them through That coach is stopped where smoke comes due I’m at the switchgear, hands on steel Till that fan turns, this stays sealed [Куплет 1] Fire drill, the jet fan stalls Red lamps blink along the walls Coach doors shut, the driver waits Control keeps calling, “clear the gates” I pull the panel, check the feed The shaft gives back a dry, hot breath [Припев] Hold the bore, don’t wave them through That coach is stopped where smoke comes due I’m at the switchgear, hands on steel Till that fan turns, this stays sealed [Куплет 2] They argue over reopening lanes While i reset the breaker chain One gloved hand braces, one turns hard The dial crawls up across the yard Then air moves down the concrete throat I tell the room: “keep traffic closed” [Guitar solo] [Бридж] You can count the minutes from your screen I can feel the shaft pull clean No green light means no one goes Not while that coach is in the smoke [Припев] Hold the bore, don’t wave them through That coach is stopped where smoke comes due I’m at the switchgear, hands on steel Till that fan turns, this stays sealed