Track Insight / Lyrics
I am the bench of cold grey stone
Watching him shiver all alone
Blue denim fabric worn and thin
Where the midnight air settles in
Heavy blue denim, heavy blue soul
Losing the grip and losing control
Sinking down low on a concrete floor
Waiting for trains that don't run anymore
His heavy boots are caked in grit
The last light flickers, then it's quit
A copper spark in a tired hand
The loneliest man in a hollow land
Heavy blue denim, heavy blue soul
Losing the grip and losing control
Sinking down low on a concrete floor
Waiting for trains that don't run anymore
He smells of ozone and burnt wire
A frozen ghost of a welder's fire
He leans his head on my frozen face
A broken man in a hollow place
Heavy blue denim, heavy blue soul
Losing the grip and losing control
Sinking down low on a concrete floor
Waiting for trains that don't run anymore
The clock ticks loud in the subway haze
Counting the hours of wasted days
He lets a heavy metal tool drop
The sound of a heart that decided to stop
Heavy blue denim, heavy blue soul
Losing the grip and losing control
Sinking down low on a concrete floor
Waiting for trains that don't run anymore
Cold grey stone.
Just a heavy blue soul.
Heavy blue.
