homing beacon find me in the dark i m smaller even than the sum of all my quarks silver day i m your prodigal runaway shelter lowly rainbow streaks above an alleyway i ll wait until my signals change my mercy seat a stumbling beat making progress then drowning at the watermark my carbon process my sinking sleepy ark silver day i m your prodigal runaway shelter lowly rainbow streaks above an alleyway i ll wait until my signals change my mercy seat a stumbling beat shadow clinging to a paper chain what do you feel there is to gain some sudden day you shouldn t complain little vapor