Track Insight / Lyrics
I poured ten thousand midnight cups
For truckers, nurses, card-playing sharks
Now spore-dust coats my aluminum lips
Green velvet steals my copper marks
Chrome moss grows on my riveted seams
A netrunner sleeps in static dreams
Her oculars pulse through emerald veil
Two amber coins in a mossy pail
She jacks no deck, no cable snake
Just breathes slow beneath my dented crown
The factory beams begin to shake
As root-systems tear the concrete down
Chrome moss grows on my riveted seams
A netrunner sleeps in static dreams
Her oculars pulse through emerald veil
Two amber coins in a mossy pail
I knew a cook named Salty Pete
Who flipped his eggs with wrist-snap grace
Now moss has claimed his vinyl seat
And time has wiped the grease from place
Harpsichord ticks like grill-timer clicks
Cello groans like a hungry grill
Violin sings where the steam-hiss was
Flute breathes soft where the coffee spilled
Her fingers twitch on phantom keys
Decrypting ghosts in rusted wire
The moss drinks deep her histories
And sings them back in spore and choir
Chrome moss grows on my riveted seams
A netrunner sleeps in static dreams
Her oculars pulse through emerald veil
Two amber coins in a mossy pail
Dawn paints the ruin gold and gray
She wakes, adjusts her glowing eyes
Pays no tip, but walks away
Leaving data-seeds beneath my guise
Chrome moss grows on my riveted seams
A netrunner slept in static dreams
Her oculars pulsed through emerald veil
Two amber coins in a mossy pail
Now silence hums where her signal fell
Chrome moss keeps what the netrunners tell
Steam rises cold from copper sides
Moss drinks the heat I used to hide
