Track Insight / Lyrics
Oh, a typewriter paints the midnight scene
Whispers of a story yet unseen
Keys that once held famous scripts now dance
As the dawn approaches, through empty chance
Lines blur like smudged ink in the haze
From trains that rushed with passengers in daze
Desks left abandoned, backs to the cold
Where a universe of tales might unfold
With every stroke, a world takes flight
As dawn creeps in, and the night takes flight
Though trains may pass, the stories never fade
In the echoes of typewriter shades
A midnight typewriter, tracing the tracks
Painting the night with imaginary facts
In the still of the station, stories unfold
And the typewriter's magic never grows old
Waiting rooms adorned with vintage decor
Face ceilings etched with customer lore
Nooks where secrets spill, then fade away
As moonlight drips through cracks in the gray
With every stroke, a world takes flight
As dawn creeps in, and the night takes flight
Though trains may pass, the stories never fade
In the echoes of typewriter shades
A midnight typewriter, tracing the tracks
Painting the night with imaginary facts
In the still of the station, stories unfold
And the typewriter's magic never grows old
Chains of thought dangle, line by line
Swing open doors to a stationary mind
Whispers of characters yet unknown
In the darkened hall of a story untold
In this booth, where the lonely find reprieve
A typewriter's the companion they conceive
Tracing tales in the dead of night
Illuminating scenes, one key at a time
A midnight typewriter, tracing the tracks
Painting the night with imaginary facts
In the still of the station, stories unfold
And the typewriter's magic never grows old
As dawn breaks and the night slips away
The typewriter's final words drift astray
Into the air, where morning's light ascends
Echoing whispers, of the stories it sends.
