Track Insight / Lyrics
Folded map from eighty-two
Ink is faded, lines are blue
Buses humming through the street
Walking fast on tired feet
Cracked glass panes and jungle vines
Cross the border, cross the lines
Greenhouse glow in midnight air
I can find it anywhere
Silver flash inside my hand
Searching for a hidden land
Iron gates and rusted keys
Wind is shaking all the trees
Cracked glass panes and jungle vines
Cross the border, cross the lines
Greenhouse glow in midnight air
I can find it anywhere
Shattered ceiling, jagged shards
Walking through the overgrown yards
Tropical heat in a cold town
Watch the heavy rain come down
Cracked glass panes and jungle vines
Cross the border, cross the lines
Greenhouse glow in midnight air
I can find it anywhere
Wait for the light to change
Everything feels so strange
Capture the blur of the scene
Everything turning to green
Tickets tucked inside my shoe
Old world view and something new
Runaway with a lens to see
Where the wilder things roam free
Cracked glass panes and jungle vines
Cross the border, cross the lines
Greenhouse glow in midnight air
I can find it anywhere
Flash the light, snap the frame.
Now I know the city's name.
Green light, red line, ride.
