Track Insight / Lyrics
Guitar strumming, neon lights humming
Faded shadows, waiting signs
In the depot, doorway to escape
Train tracks gone, dreams in past ache
Paint's peeling, echoes of the night
I find solace, in this lonely light
It's in the crevices, the spaces left
Where stories hide, in every defect
I weave my tales, in these worn-out walls
A shelter from the pouring rains that fall
Midnight painted walls, my confidant and friend
In your anonymity, my secrets never end
In your worn lies, my heart finds a home
Where I can be me, and never be alone
Ghosts of passengers, long since passed by
Their journeys unfinished, under a city sky
I take their place, in this nocturnal hide
My own escape, from life's unyielding tide
It's in the crevices, the spaces left
Where stories hide, in every defect
I weave my tales, in these worn-out walls
A shelter from the pouring rains that fall
Midnight painted walls, my confidant and friend
In your anonymity, my secrets never end
In your worn lies, my heart finds a home
Where I can be me, and never be alone
Phone lights flicker, in this dark embrace
My own story lines, tracing the worn-out space
The depot's heartbeat, is the rhythm I keep
In this midnight sanctuary, my spirit can sleep
Midnight painted walls, my confidant and friend
In your anonymity, my secrets never end
In your worn lies, my heart finds a home
Where I can be me, and never be alone
And so I sleep, as dawn begins to rise
Dreaming of the night, in this worn-out disguise
In the depot's shadow, where my story's told
With midnight painted walls, I am never old.
