Watching, waiting, step back.
Deep sea, in darkness hiding.
Long lens, electric light quake.
Between planes of flying stone,
I watch your face form print alone.

As kerosene drips down the wall,
slide up and over,
rattled call.

Solid or not the plans were birthing.
You can look down,
but don't lose your footing.
How to prepare?
Could face disaster.
Our epic tour, what are we after?

At the countdown there's no turning back.
Is the earth round? I'm going to find out.
Travel so far to find your answers,
back in your car burning in embers.

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Rattled Call song meanings
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