Grill marks kiss the rye bread golden
Fryer pops a steady rhythm
Order tickets flutter folded
Night shift hums a low prism
Lead lines hold the blue glass steady
Train wheels hum the same old ready
Copper foil wraps broken edges
Morning paints the depot ledges
Soldering iron kisses copper
Flux burns clean on finger joints
Kiln cools slow a proper supper
Color sleeps in broken points
Lead lines hold the blue glass steady
Train wheels hum the same old ready
Copper foil wraps broken edges
Morning paints the depot ledges
Hash browns crisp in cast iron corners
Regulars nurse bitter cups
Short jokes land on tired mourners
Depot clock winds down winds up
Lead lines hold the blue glass steady
Train wheels hum the same old ready
Copper foil wraps broken edges
Morning paints the depot ledges
Peeling paint reveals the pine wood
Brush snare sweeps the platform boards
Muted sax plays understood
Rest is not the same as chords
Lead lines hold the blue glass steady
Train wheels hum the same old ready
Copper foil wraps broken edges
Morning paints the depot ledges
Two voices in the leaded light
Coffee cold the glass glows warm