Salt wind knots my fingers tight
Lamp glass gleams through stormy night
Quarter slots eat copper coins
Joystick groans in neon lines
Leather gloves on cabinet wood
Synth chords bleed like tide and flood
Two hands wait where pixels glow
Time stands still in retro flow
Wick trimmed clean at morning break
Fog horn calls across the lake
High score flashes initials bold
Stories etched in phosphor gold
Leather gloves on cabinet wood
Synth chords bleed like tide and flood
Two hands wait where pixels glow
Time stands still in retro flow
Brass stabs cut through sidechain haze
Gated snare snaps lazy days
Slide guitar sings salt and rust
Harmonica breathes ancient dust
Leather gloves on cabinet wood
Synth chords bleed like tide and flood
Two hands wait where pixels glow
Time stands still in retro flow
Keeper walks where circuits sleep
Promises the light to keep
Gloves hold warmth from human hands
Arcade dreams in analog strands
Lens rotates through darkest hour
Guiding ships with steady power
Buttons mash in dim lit room
Chasing ghosts of late night boom
Leather gloves on cabinet wood
Synth chords bleed like tide and flood
Two hands wait where pixels glow
Time stands still in retro flow
Leather gloves on cabinet wood
Synth chords bleed like tide and flood
Two hands wait where pixels glow
Time stands still in retro flow
Slide guitar fades out
Pump organ winds down
