I fell from a vest pocket night
Landed where the speaker wire bites
Screen went white then dark as coal
Now I rust in beetle hole
Brass hands don't pray they only wait
Counting seconds at the gate
Dawn breaks cold on frozen glass
Time stops moving when the reels don't pass
Couples kissed in old Buick seats
Left me deep tangled in the weeds
Projection beam cut through the pine
Now the reel is just a line
Brass hands don't pray they only wait
Counting seconds at the gate
Dawn breaks cold on frozen glass
Time stops moving when the reels don't pass
Children slept on hood blankets spread
Dreamt of planets painted bright red
Speaker cracked a soft lullaby
Now the speaker cone is silent sky
Brass hands don't pray they only wait
Counting seconds at the gate
Dawn breaks cold on frozen glass
Time stops moving when the reels don't pass
Owner forgot me in the dash
Crashed his Chevy for the cash
Insurance paid for twisted steel
Left me here to watch and heal
Morning light hits my rusted face
Hands frozen in a broken grace
My choir voice I used to own
Sings the hour nobody knows
Weeds grow tall through speaker mesh
Sunrise paints the screen in flesh
I tick once more then stop again
My brass heart beating in the wind
Brass hands don't pray they only wait
Counting seconds at the gate
Dawn breaks cold on frozen glass
Time stops moving when the reels don't pass
Tick... tock... tick...
Brass hands rest at last