Salt wind sings through cracked glass panes
Oil lamp burns through winter rains
Keeper counts each flash and pause
Harbor takes the tide's slow claws
Pale wings fold on peeling paint
Train depot keeps the moth from rain
Harpsichord plays a waltz of light
Cello hums through wooden night
Timber groans under iron wheels
Cinders rise on splintered heels
Moth rests where the schedule fails
Peeling paint tells railroad tales
Pale wings fold on peeling paint
Train depot keeps the moth from rain
Harpsichord plays a waltz of light
Cello hums through wooden night
Storm glass falls as dawn breaks pale
Keeper trims the wick and veil
Beam sweeps wide across the bay
Moth sleeps safe through salt and spray
Pale wings fold on peeling paint
Train depot keeps the moth from rain
Harpsichord plays a waltz of light
Cello hums through wooden night
Platform empty, steel rails gleam
Moth wakes from a wooden dream
Flute trills soft in morning air
Depot holds what storms can't tear
Pale wings fold on peeling paint
Train depot keeps the moth from rain
Harpsichord plays a waltz of light
Cello hums through wooden night
Violin climbs the morning stair
Two voices breathe the same sweet air
Pale wings rise on golden light
Depot stands through every night