
Two names on the railing, and only mine's scorched. Lucky mine burned first.
Third Officer, your hand was slow again today. You need only write the reason down for me.
Why do you keep going up to that roof, sis.
Don't ask why I go barefoot. I've no mind to answer.

Two names on the railing, and only mine's scorched. Lucky mine burned first.
I don't go barefoot for comfort. It's so I make no sound.

Through the black glass, every dark district shows clear. I still don't know what color it'll be when only one is left.