Track Insight / Lyrics
Grease splatters on the flat-top grill
Coffee burns in chipped white cups
Regulars eat eggs and sit still
Morning shift wakes the city up
Your lens sees what eyes miss clear
Rust on tracks and broken glass
No one loads you, no one near
Just the wind through wires pass
ISO four hundred, pushed to eight
Developer dried in plastic jugs
History learns to hesitate
Before the chemical eats the bugs
Last exposure, hold the frame
Silver waits for photons dead
Depot roof knows your name
Peeling paint is all you read
Click the advance, wind it tight
One more shot before the night
Short-order slang flies over heads
Hash browns scattered, bacon crisp
Nobody asks what the camera reads
Nobody wonders what you missed
Train arrives at six-oh-three
Steam hisses through the cracked tile floor
You catch the blur, you catch the flee
Nothing posed, nothing chore
ISO four hundred, pushed to eight
Developer dried in plastic jugs
History learns to hesitate
Before the chemical eats the bugs
Last exposure, hold the frame
Silver waits for photons dead
Depot roof knows your name
Peeling paint is all you read
Click the advance, wind it tight
One more shot before the night
Flash bulb pops, a magnesium cough
Faces freeze in harsh white glare
Kid drops coins in the payphone trough
Conductor checks his watch, don't care
You record what they ignore
Grime on windows, gum on seats
Twenty-four frames, maybe more
Before the light admits defeat
Darkroom smells like vinegar and time
Fixer bath turns white to black
Grain reveals what isn't crime
Just the beauty in the crack
Enlarger projects on the wall
Ghost depot lives in silver salt
Biggest print you've ever made
Three feet wide and never old
Last exposure, hold the frame
Silver waits for photons dead
Depot roof knows your name
Peeling paint is all you read
Click the advance, wind it tight
One more shot before the night
Diner closes, neon sighs
Cook wipes the grill with greasy rag
Camera sleeps in padded case
Depot dreams of iron flag
Negative strips hang dry on line
Images wait in latent sleep
Sharp enough to cut the time
Promises the dark will keep
Last exposure, hold the frame
Silver waits for photons dead
Depot roof knows your name
Peeling paint is all you read
Click the advance, wind it tight
One more shot before the night
Last exposure, hold the frame
Silver waits for photons dead
Depot roof knows your name
Peeling paint is all you read
Click the advance, wind it tight
One more shot before the night
Shutter clicks. Film ends. Coffee's cold.
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