Track Insight / Lyrics
In depot's hollow, where shadows play,
Pale wings unfurl, the night's still space.
Peeling paint, a velvety sheen,
Guarded secrets, the moth's serene.
Neon reflections, candid eyes,
Moonlit magic, the moth's disguise.
Whispers weave, a lullaby spell,
Guarding dreams, within the depot's shell.
Vinyl seats, a worn velvet bed,
The moth's retreat, a sanctuary fed.
Rail ties creak, a rhythmic lull,
The moth's vigil, the depot's pulpit.
Neon reflections, candid eyes,
Moonlit magic, the moth's disguise.
Whispers weave, a lullaby spell,
Guarding dreams, within the depot's shell.
Whispers grow, a rising tide,
The moth awakes, its watch inside.
Rails hum, a distant train's call,
The moth's resolve, the depot's stalwart.
Vocal chops, a staccato beat,
808 sub, a bassline sweet.
Neon pulse, a driving rhythm,
The moth's dream, the depot's anthem.
Faded signs, a retro glow,
The moth's lair, a world to know.
Sunbeams creep, a rising dawn,
The moth's vigil, almost gone.
A final flutter, the moth takes flight,
The depot's secrets, scattered like light.
In morning dew, a spectral trace,
The moth's tale, a mystic, faded race.
Massive supersaws, blazing keys,
The moth's legacy, a dance in the breeze.
Crystal vocals, shimmering trails,
The depot's guardian, eternal tales.
In twilight's hush, the depot sleeps,
The moth's dream, the depot's deep.
A neon dream, a stardust spell,
Guarded dreams, forever dwell.
