Verse 1

One block beneath us, the ocean kicks the steel

Edison grips the railing, says, “Hold fast, don’t kneel”

The crew is packed together, salt burning every face

No shore beyond the water, no room to lose our place

Pre-Chorus

The compass spins, the cold cuts through

But every hand is locked to you

Chorus

We stand on one block, surrounded by the blue

The wave can rise forever, but it won’t pull us through

Edison calls the count, and the whole deck answers back

We are a spark in open water, and we won’t go under black

Verse 2

A toolbox rolls beside us, the cables start to sing

A flare tears through the weather like a red and shaking wing

Mara ties the lifeline, Tomas braces by the mast