Track Insight / Lyrics
A dark bus idles down the lane
A red lens blinks across the pane
One brass-cut key is in my palm
The porch lamp winks, a tiny spark
A duffel rests beneath the stair
My camera blinks beside the prayer
An eviction notice pins the air
My thumb remembers every pin
Flashbulbs sparkle, dust turns tan
A train horn drags beyond the van
Six borrowed locks beat in my hand
A tin of coffee hardens pale
A postcard shows your kitchen chair
A tired stamp falls from the air
Rain bends your name beneath the glare
I keep the shutter at slow pace
I made this key from rusted steel
It catches, clicks, it makes me kneel
The porch bulb blinks while hinges squeal
The threshold keeps its twelve-month seal
A bus brake hisses underneath
A paper sack of nails and teeth
The morning finds me lock and key
I lift the latch where trouble sits
The lock goes quiet, then clicks low
A floorboard answers, soft and slow
Your dustless table lets me know
The kettle waits where ashes blow
I made this key from rusted steel
It catches, clicks, it makes me kneel
The porch bulb blinks while hinges squeal
The threshold keeps its twelve-month seal
A strip of paper folds the sill
My camera lens records the chill
My spare blue thermos stands still
A taxi beeps beyond the hill
I made this key from rusted steel
It catches, clicks, it makes me kneel
The porch bulb blinks while hinges squeal
The threshold breaks its twelve-month seal
I lock the door, my breath expands
A bus headlight sweeps the marsh
The camera keeps my smallest plan
The key lies warm inside my hands
