Track Insight / Lyrics
You left it by the salt air breeze,
Where cold wind shakes the winter trees.
A plastic shell of faded brown,
The quietest ghost in this town.
Tangled tape on a harbor view,
A magnetic ghost of me and you.
Wind it back to the start of the line,
Hold the moment while the stars align.
The harbor lights are blinking white,
Against the edges of the night.
You held the deck and watched the tide,
With nowhere left for us to hide.
Tangled tape on a harbor view,
A magnetic ghost of me and you.
Wind it back to the start of the line,
Hold the moment while the stars align.
The iron rails are cold and grey,
The ferry boat has sailed away.
You found the spool inside the sand,
A heavy weight within your hand.
Tangled tape on a harbor view,
A magnetic ghost of me and you.
Wind it back to the start of the line,
Hold the moment while the stars align.
A hiss of noise and then a beat,
A rhythm born on a city street.
The plastic snaps and lets it go,
The only truth we used to know.
Cut the wire, break the seal,
Something jagged, something real.
No more loops and no more lies,
Underneath these Sydney skies.
The coffee's burnt and grease is thick,
The clock is playing one last trick.
You leave the tape beside the pier,
The only sound you want to hear.
Tangled tape on a harbor view,
A magnetic ghost of me and you.
Wind it back to the start of the line,
Hold the moment while the stars align.
Spin the reel, let it roll.
Let it roll, let it roll.
