Grease sings loud on the flat-top grill
Light cuts clean through the depot still
Regulars laugh at the same old joke
Frames hold breath before the smoke
Last reel spins on a broken beam
Last reel catches a worn-out scene
Paint peels down where the years collided
Steel sighs deep where the tracks divided
Coffee stain maps the counter top
Lens dust maps the projector stop
Hash browns crisp in a cast-iron pan
Celluloid cracks in the projector fan
Last reel spins on a broken beam
Last reel catches a worn-out scene
Paint peels down where the years collided
Steel sighs deep where the tracks divided
Bell rings sharp for the short-stack call
Shutter clicks in the empty hall
Bacon talks with a sizzle pop
Splices jump where the frames don't stop
Midnight weighs on the vinyl seat
Midnight burns through the projector heat
No last train calls no final order
Just light and grease on the depot border
Pie slice waits under fluorescent hum
Credits roll when the reels go numb
Tip jar rattles with loose change songs
Take-up reel spins the night along
Last reel spins on a broken beam
Last reel catches a worn-out scene
Paint peels down where the years collided
Steel sighs deep where the tracks divided
Dawn bleeds slow through the wire-reinforced glass
Tail light fades on the final pass
Griddle cools with a metal sigh
Lamp house dims as the hours die
Last reel spins on a broken beam
Last reel catches a worn-out scene
Paint peels down where the years collided
Steel sighs deep where the tracks divided
Last reel spins on a broken beam
Last reel catches a worn-out scene
Film dust settles on cold steel tracks
Coffee burns through the night shift cracks
