Track Insight / Lyrics
Coffee's bitter, bacon grease
The night shift rolls, the dawn's in peace
I turn the key and nothing's wrong
The door stays still along the chrome
At two the fryer spits and sings
A regular leaves copper rings
She says the old address is gone
I polish spoons till six, then on
The booth by nine has cracked vinyl
A pie went cold beneath the tin
I write a note for lost and found
Then sweep the salt across the ground
I've got the keys that won't let go
They rattle where the deadlocks throw
I've got the weight, the rust, the proof
Old doors remember when I'm through
I've got the keys, let them stay mine
They fit the pocket, not the line
At three the rain taps window glass
A truck revs low and rolls right past
The cook calls out, "Forgot my slice"
I plate it warm, it tastes like ice
The jukebox coin refuses falls
A moth circles beneath the walls
I save a light behind the door
For strangers soaked and knocking more
I've got the keys that won't let go
They rattle where the deadlocks throw
I've got the weight, the rust, the proof
Old doors remember when I'm through
I've got the keys, let them stay mine
They fit the pocket, not the line
Six o'clock is gray and thin
The bus brakes hiss, the trays come in
I touch the ring beneath my shirt
A little turn can cross the dirt
I've carried rooms without a lock
And opened walls the years can't clock
The sky turns pink above the sign
A regular leaves a plate of mine
She says, "Keep walking till you're free"
I rinse the pan and pull the key
I've got the keys that won't let go
They rattle where the deadlocks throw
I've got the weight, the rust, the proof
Old doors remember when I'm through
I've got the keys, let them stay mine
They fit the pocket, not the line
I've got the keys, I've got the road
The morning rolls beneath the load
I've got the keys, let one ring true
There's got to be a door for you
The pan is clean, the shutters lift
The street runs pink beneath the shift
I pocket dust and head outside
A lock turns somewhere wide
