Track Insight / Lyrics
Spokes still count the revolutions
Chain remembers every steep solution
Basket held the morning edition
Bell rang clear in rain's percussion
Chrome catches dawn on rusted chain
Moss writes verses on the frame
Factory breathes through broken glass
Syncopated vines embrace the brass
Dockworkers rode me shift to shift
Lovers stole a moment, light and swift
Messenger bags wore leather thin
Pavement grooves beneath my skin
Chrome catches dawn on rusted chain
Moss writes verses on the frame
Factory breathes through broken glass
Syncopated vines embrace the brass
DX7 chimes on westward wind
Slap bass echoes where the forklift grinned
Guitar skanks on corrugated tin
Brass stabs punch through where walls give in
Chrome catches dawn on rusted chain
Moss writes verses on the frame
Factory breathes through broken glass
Syncopated vines embrace the brass
Rain falls equal on the rich and poor
Short ride, long story, meter's sure
Keep the change, the fare is paid in green
Two quiet strangers, peaceful scene
Tires hold the shape of cobblestones
Handlebars know every turn home
Seat remembers weight and warmth and time
Gears shift smooth in overgrown rhyme
Chrome catches dawn on rusted chain
Moss writes verses on the frame
Factory breathes through broken glass
Syncopated vines embrace the brass
Bell rings once — the shift is done
Chrome and moss share morning sun
