It’s the sharp edge
Of the shadow that cuts the lines
Just a little successful
Calibration and I’ll be fine
Baby I’m painting
Painting with refracted light
So come a little closer
Let your weather systems hypnotize

They say the largest planet
Is just a star that failed shine
And the maps of Io
Are always changing in the night
A world without surface
Is the world I occupy
the Tectonic Riders
The surfer and the spy

We’re just motes
Spinning on a rock
We’re just motes of dust, yeah
And we know how to rock"