I hopped the last bus past the county line
My lens catches chrome in the sodium shine
A flashlight cuts the kitchen dark and deep
While steam curls thick where the kettle sleeps
Flashlight kisses kettle steam
Midnight finds a quiet dream
Watchman nods the night survives
We're both alive we're both alive
Film grain catches dust on porcelain
His badge reflects in the windowpane
He pours a cup blows slow across the rim
I frame the moment let the shutter swim
Flashlight kisses kettle steam
Midnight finds a quiet dream
Watchman nods the night survives
We're both alive we're both alive
Radio crackles a bygone game
He checks his watch speaks the street's true name
My finger hovers waits for something real
The steam writes ghosts on the cold steel
No sirens here no plastic crown
Just rhythm in the settling down
Two strangers in a borrowed glow
Learning what the night can show
Flashlight kisses kettle steam
Midnight finds a quiet dream
Watchman nods the night survives
We're both alive we're both alive
Dawn bleeds thin through the venetian blind
He folds his arms leaves the steam behind
I pack my roll catch the morning run
The flashlight's ghost follows everyone
Flashlight kisses kettle steam
Midnight finds a quiet dream
Watchman nods the night survives
We're both alive we're both alive
Negatives dry on a borrowed line
Kettle whistle rings in my mind
Every city holds a kitchen scene
Where light and steam write what they mean
Flashlight kisses kettle steam
Midnight finds a quiet dream
Watchman nods the night survives
We're both alive we're both alive
Yeah we're both alive
In the steam and light
Shutter clicks the bus pulls away
Kettle sings another day
