Track Insight / Lyrics
The copper rooster turns on rusted pin
Above the lot where weeds break through the skin
The screen hangs white, a sail without a wind
No projector beam to cut the dark within
Copper vane catches the dead screen glow
Turning slow where the prairie winds blow
Salt in his fingers, dust on the glass
Watching the light that won't come to pass
He polished brass on the lantern room floor
Now sweeps the aisles where the speakers tore
Carbon arcs burned like a star gone to war
Silent reels don't turn no more
Copper vane catches the dead screen glow
Turning slow where the prairie winds blow
Salt in his fingers, dust on the glass
Watching the light that won't come to pass
The Fresnel lens threw a blade to the sea
This vane throws back a ghost movie
Red tail lights fade on the county road
He lights his pipe with a heavy load
Copper vane catches the dead screen glow
Turning slow where the prairie winds blow
Salt in his fingers, dust on the glass
Watching the light that won't come to pass
Storms hit the tower, waves hit the stone
Here the silence rattles in the bone
Copper rooster spins, catches the gray
Marks the angle of the dying day
Copper vane catches the dead screen glow
Turning slow where the prairie winds blow
Salt in his fingers, dust on the glass
Watching the light that won't come to pass
Just the vane and the keeper remain
Turning slow in the cold black rain
