Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading light,
A velvet paw, a silent night.
He watches worlds go rolling by,
A bookstore cat with knowing eye.
Chrome fins rust beneath the weeds,
A silver screen fulfilling needs.
He sees the ghosts of summer days,
Lost laughter in a hazy maze.
Drive-in ghost, a feline stare,
Across the blacktop, lost in air.
He guards the dreams that used to gleam,
A silent king, a waking dream.
Old ticket booth, a weathered frame,
Whispers echo every name.
He remembers faces, young and free,
Kissing softly for all to see.
Drive-in ghost, a feline stare,
Across the blacktop, lost in air.
He guards the dreams that used to gleam,
A silent king, a waking dream.
The scent of popcorn, faint and sweet,
A phantom rumble under feet.
He curls up tight against the chill,
A lonely watch upon the hill.
Drive-in ghost, a feline stare,
Across the blacktop, lost in air.
He guards the dreams that used to gleam,
A silent king, a waking dream.
Streetlights hum a lonely tune,
Beneath the silver, crescent moon.
He sees the buses come and go,
Carrying stories, soft and low.
Drive-in ghost, a feline stare,
Across the blacktop, lost in air.
He guards the dreams that used to gleam,
A silent king, a waking dream.
He's watching still, a golden gleam.
Velvet paws and fading light,
A bookstore cat in the silent night.
A silent watch, a wistful sigh,
Beneath the endless, starlit sky.
