Track Insight / Lyrics
From this veranda perch I stand,
Compelled by ancient desert lore,
Watching humans in their endless band,
Below, their stories I explore.
In sparse clutches of palm and sage,
I search their lives for shared pages
Across the parking lot my eyes,
Like headlights, rove and glide and rise,
Seeking sparks of chance and fate,
In interactions pure and great.
Neon puddles, fractured light,
Illuminations of the night,
People, stories, fleeting fast,
All from this desert motel cast.
Couples steal away to rooms,
To chase the bliss of privacy looms,
Behind closed doors, love's tender tunes,
Mirrored by the city's hums.
Meanwhile, lone travelers roam and tire,
In search of solace, dreams, or fires
Across the parking lot my eyes,
Like headlights, rove and glide and rise,
Seeking sparks of chance and fate,
In interactions pure and great.
Neon puddles, fractured light,
Illuminations of the night,
People, stories, fleeting fast,
All from this desert motel cast.
From the young to those who've seen,
Each has secrets, each has schemes,
Of escape, or re-creation,
Or simply treading the familiar station.
So I, a silent desert night owl,
Desk clerk to the heart's most noble goals
In this small town, wild dreams unfold,
Fragile hopes, whispers of untold,
Vital pulses of the human spirit,
In each guest, in every trip's pirate
Seeking treasure, truth, or just a place,
Find solace, make a break from the pace
Neon puddles, fractured light,
Illuminations of the night,
People, stories, fleeting fast,
All from this desert motel cast.
Neon signatures, desert moon,
Converging stars in every room,
Tales of travelers, endless stream,
Seen from here, this veranda dream.
True nightfall slowly fades to blue,
Desert motel neon still anew,
My owl's watch complete, revelations seep,
Of all that's precious in each soul's unique keep.
