Rimbound Rider

Verse

Riding hard on the ash plain's floor
Steam-powered bike, a postal clerk once more
Pocket watch tied to her belt so fine
Delivering a parcel to the airship's mooring line

Chorus

Heave ho, me hearties, let the winch wind slow
Moored to the rim, our airship's waiting to go
Heave ho, the captain's eye on the sky
We'll ride the wind, as the clerk passes by

Verse

Cogwheels turning, the winch's steady pace
Airship's hull creaking, as the clerk takes her place
The parcel's handed over, with a curious stare
At the mysterious box, with its unknown care

Chorus

Heave ho, me hearties, let the winch wind slow
Moored to the rim, our airship's waiting to go
Heave ho, the captain's eye on the sky
We'll ride the wind, as the clerk passes by

Bridge

whispered

The parcel's opened, a joke's revealed
A Geiger counter, beeping to her heartbeat's yield
A lonely sound, in this barren land

Chorus

Heave ho, me hearties, let the winch wind slow
Moored to the rim, our airship's waiting to go
Heave ho, the captain's eye on the sky
We'll ride the wind, with a different tide