Dead Station sharpen what remains

We've been down here so long
Longer than we know
The darkness is slow, a uniform delay
We lost sight
Left no sign
Now sharpen what remains
So heightened our senses
A trace tastes like white wine
Vibrations explode into a beautiful display
We lost sight
Left no sign
Now sharpen what remains
Move in darkness like midday
Feel the raindrops like a wave
Hear the darkest whispers