[The drifters transport down to the planet's surface while Silas takes MIDI through the slipstream to find the probe and a way back home.]

C
A D G
I had to chase some ghosts around outside the lines
A D G
They haunt the host who cracks the blinds
A D G C
But they want, the most, to meet the other kind

I had to fight the drowning feeling when I fell in
To numb my senses to the din
Down to the bone, to nurse my broken chin

A E F#m C#7
That night I ducked out, slipped the stream
D Bm G E
Saw no use waiting, anchored still
A E F#m C#7
Denied no longer the sailor's dream
D Bm G C
To dive down deeper and grow some gills

A D Gm A D Gm
A D Gm C C

I had to set the high walls up on the other side
To stem the flow, not to turn the tide
Couldn't keep them up, though God I tried and tried

And now there's no use wading down through another week
Or paddling any further on up this creek
Just to pray for pitch to patch up every leak

That night I ducked out, slipped the stream
Saw no use waiting, anchored still
Denied no longer the sailor's dream
To dive down deeper and grow some gills

Tonight we'll duck out, slip the stream
No use waiting or standing still
Deny no longer the seer's scene
May those who haven't never will