Track Insight / Lyrics
I am the slot in the rusted steel tray,
Counting the copper that carries the day.
Cold metal fingers and grease on the rim,
Watching the city lights flicker and dim.
One silver coin for the crossing tonight,
Wash off the grime in the electric light.
Toss in a token to open the gate,
Hold back the hour and challenge your fate.
Tokyo drizzle on black asphalt street,
Rhythm of leather and hurried wet feet.
They drop in a nickel, they hurry along,
Humming a fragmented, half-forgotten song.
One silver coin for the crossing tonight,
Wash off the grime in the electric light.
Toss in a token to open the gate,
Hold back the hour and challenge your fate.
I taste the salt of the midnight blue air,
Caught in a circuit of static and glare.
Small plastic buttons and humming machine,
Painting the alley in poisonous green.
One silver coin for the crossing tonight,
Wash off the grime in the electric light.
Toss in a token to open the gate,
Hold back the hour and challenge your fate.
I keep the secrets of everyone's haste,
Bitter as iron and metallic taste.
Locking the barrier, shutting the way,
Saving the gold for a different payday.
One silver coin for the crossing tonight,
Wash off the grime in the electric light.
Toss in a token to open the gate,
Hold back the hour and challenge your fate.
Keep the change, keep the change.
Just one more coin.
