Titanic Calls Carpathia

i) The Millpond

ii) Titanic Calls Carpathia

The airwaves are still silent in the deep April cold

Magnetosphere at rest, undisturbed by our troubled world

Auroras fleek horizons, visibly observed

But not yet called upon to propagate our words

Jack Phillips takes the key in the first hour of the night

And taps out CQD from MGY in the first hour of their plight

Cottam takes the code and Rostron turns the wheel

To steam into our future, into legend, undetected

Titanic calls Carpathia in the night

Through Nothingness, through 57 miles

And the sparks still fly, down through history

And down through every walk of life

iii) Lovell Calls Houston

And in a baked bean tin half way between two worlds

Three stranded mens' lives depend on simple words

Home hands temptingly above them in the sky

And while they plot the rescue plan, Titanic's sparks still fly

Jim Lovell's calling Houston in the night

Through Nothingness – 200,000 miles

A swingball in infinity

A rope of radio to keep the centrifuge at bay

Titanic Calls Carpathia!

iv) Lost Soul Calls Antares

Across the endless plains of Europe

And a friendship sometimes strained

By belief and competition

But in spite of which remains

From a bedsit in the wilderness

One reaches for the phone

To hear the voices of “belonging”

Yes it's time to head for home

And a lost soul calls Antares in the night

Across Europe and a thousand weary miles

And the echoes of all his heroes will

Line up to “keep the sea ajar”

Titanic calls Carpathia

v) Fire In Our Fingers

And now we can all talk across oceans

If we get things sussed we don't even have to pay!

We get “FREE iTunes songs” when we return an empty bottle

But there's so much around

That we throw the damn thing away

Posting to billions who don't have time to read us

Giving ourselves away

A young kid I know's got fire in his fingers

But in this crowded room you'd never pick him out

Lost in a labyrinth of a squillion facebook profiles

The endless prize of “LOOK AT ME” and pathetic shouts

Bringing down leaders to fight over their replacements

Talking ourselves to Death

vi) Earth Calling Anyone

Beyond the rusting pylons, beyond the looted homes

People scrabble around for batteries to get more talk time for their phones

We want so much without paying, we forget someone has to make

The things we want for ourselves so we just eat each other's cake

We made petrol out of plant-life we took fuel from the sea

We burned everything that would burn, we got it all for free

We fought it out on our Internet where everyone else was wrong

We gave our lives completely – crazy for COMM

Titanic Calls Carpathia in the night

And some planet out there might just hear our plight

In ten thousand years, they might come looking

To see who was making all the noise.