Track Insight / Lyrics
Brass tube gleams on the tar roof top
Night shift starts, the diner won't stop
Cracked glass panes in the greenhouse glow
Footsteps pass in a steady flow
Each step a tick on my brass dial
Cook's boots hit the gravel aisle
Steam rises from the grill below
Stars watch the hash browns glow
I count steps on the cracked glass panes
Brass telescope, night shift brains
Coffee black and the jokes run short
Order up, that's my report
Counting footsteps, one by one
Till the morning gets the sun
Regulars at the counter stool
Telescope plays the midnight rule
Grease on the griddle, sizzle pop
My lens wipes clean with a rag mop
I count steps on the cracked glass panes
Brass telescope, night shift brains
Coffee black and the jokes run short
Order up, that's my report
Counting footsteps, one by one
Till the morning gets the sun
Greenhouse plants drink the moon's pale milk
My brass joints click like silk
The clock strikes four, the night's a gem
Footsteps counting on the stem
Short order jokes, a side of rye
The cook laughs at the midnight sky
Telescope sees the punchline land
Cracked glass reflects the griddle pan
Dawn breaks pink on the chrome rim
Last footsteps fade, the night grows dim
Brass tube cools in the morning air
Cook hangs the apron on the chair
I count steps on the cracked glass panes
Brass telescope, night shift brains
Coffee black and the jokes run short
Order up, that's my report
Counting footsteps,
