Track Insight / Lyrics
I count the cars like hours, one by one
The wipers slap the beat until it's done
A camera in my pocket, cracked and old
Still holds the only warmth I ever sold
You slide your token through the rusty slot
Your hands are shaking, mine are cold and caught
The rain writes silver rivers on the pane
We trade a look that neither can explain
Meet me where the dryers spin
Where the night bleeds out and the floors begin
Meet me where the soap suds climb
We'll wash the road away one quarter at a time
The Laundromat hums fluorescent, blue and bright
A quarter moon of socks under the light
You fold your jacket like a folded map
I set my camera down inside my lap
Meet me where the dryers spin
Where the night bleeds out and the floors begin
Meet me where the soap suds climb
We'll wash the road away one quarter at a time
The bridge toll counts the miles I left behind
You count the change you saved to lose your mind
The rain taps out a code against the roof
We are the proof
You say you're heading north to find a friend
I say I'm going nowhere, that's the trend
The spin cycle slows, the timer starts to buzz
The only clock that ever cared what was
We don't exchange a number or a name
Just two wet jackets playing the same game
The door chimes once, you vanish in the gray
I feed the meter just to make you stay
Meet me where the dryers spin
Where the night bleeds out and the floors begin
Meet me where the soap suds climb
We'll wash the road away one quarter at a time
Coins hit the tray, headlights sweep the glass
Two strangers waiting for the storm to pass
