I lay pipes from your veines to mine
across the country silvery lines
craving turns to good common pain
and pipes in every of our veines
the patience is wearing thin
put a fake smile on and move again
spin me to coma but spin me
away away away away
eternal spin we're infinite late
the soil is covered with steel and plate
the gaping void leaves an ache in the chest
and pipeland drowns in a silvery mess
the patience is wearing thin
put a fake smile on and move again
spin me to coma but spin me
the sirens are calling us
put a fake smile on and move again
spin me to coma but spin me
from coast to coast and all back
from pole to pole to you