Track Insight / Lyrics
Salt in my fingers still remembers rope
Thirty years I watched the lantern's scope
Now I park where semis hiss and groan
This motel lot becomes my own
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Storm glass falling in my palm
No beacon here to keep me calm
The vane turns restless on its pin
Dawn is racing, drawing in
Copper spins on borrowed time
Buzzing sign hums borrowed line
I keep watch but no one's home
Just the wind and sodium glow
Morning tide would paint the rocks in gold
Now the lot lines fade to gray and cold
My copper rooster catches every gust
Stuck on pivot, gathering dust
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Storm glass falling in my palm
No beacon here to keep me calm
The vane turns restless on its pin
Dawn is racing, drawing in
Copper spins on borrowed time
Buzzing sign hums borrowed line
I keep watch but no one's home
Just the wind and sodium glow
Keepers don't retire, we just drift ashore
Trade the tower for a linoleum floor
But something in the metal knows the gale
Turns its beak to where the storms set sail
Copper spins on borrowed time
Buzzing sign hums borrowed line
I keep watch but no one's home
Just the wind and sodium glow
Truckers sleep with engines idling low
Fluorescent wash paints shadows long and slow
My joints ache sharp when barometric drops
The vane clicks steady, never stops
Copper spins on borrowed time
Buzzing sign hums borrowed line
I keep watch but no one's home
Just the wind and sodium glow
Dawn breaks pale through exhaust and rain
One more night of keeping watch in vain
But copper holds the memory of sea
And the light that burns inside of me
Copper spins on borrowed time
Buzzing sign hums borrowed line
I keep watch but no one's home
Just the wind and sodium glow
Spinning hard against the dawn
Waiting for the light I've known
Salt in my fingers, copper in the wind
The watch keeps turning, never ends
