Track Insight / Lyrics
He clocks in at midnight sharp
Boots dusty on the plastic tarp
Greenhouse sits at county line
Cracked glass catches sodium shine
Condensation drips on tomato leaves
Vines wrapped tight in woven sleeves
He pulls a thermos, steel and hot
Watches steam rise from the pot
Night shift greenhouse, cracked glass sky
Where the security lights die
He guards the growth nobody sees
Roots deep in the dark earth's knees
Regulars at the counter swear
He talks to ferns in midnight air
But I seen him through the grill steam
Quietest man you'll ever meet
Night shift greenhouse, cracked glass sky
Where the security lights die
He guards the growth nobody sees
Roots deep in the dark earth's knees
Pane number seven gave way last fall
Hailstorm hammered through the hall
He patched it up with duct tape strips
Listens to the wind's sharp nips
Morning crew arrives at six
Finds him sleeping in the mix
Basil, thyme, and rosemary
Dreams of soil wild and free
Paycheck cashed at the corner store
Buys more tape and something more
Never mentions what he sees
In the cracks between the trees
Night shift greenhouse, cracked glass sky
Where the security lights die
He guards the growth nobody sees
Roots deep in the dark earth's knees
Night shift greenhouse, cracked glass sky
Where the security lights die
Foot stomps fade on the floorboards
Fiddle cries through cracked panes
