Track Insight / Lyrics
Grease stains on my apron strings
Coffee steam rises while the grill sings
Shift ends slow at quarter to three
Night air bites hard at the back of me
Bell chimes soft at the paper shop
Cat sits high on the mystery top
Amber eyes scan the snow-white yard
Guarding stories in his paper heart
Paper Paws on the windowsill
Orchard trees wear a silver coat
Light spills gold on the frozen hill
He's the beacon on my midnight road
Branches heavy with ice and rime
Cat's silhouette cuts the dusk on time
Each paw print glows in the violet dark
A furry lighthouse, a steady spark
Paper Paws on the windowsill
Orchard trees wear a silver coat
Light spills gold on the frozen hill
He's the beacon on my midnight road
Nobody asks why I take this route
Six blocks longer past the factory spout
But that glow in the window saves my soul
Makes the grease and the grind feel whole
Morning rush hits the stainless steel
Eggs crack sharp on the seasoned steel
I grin wide when the truckers speak
"Hey Cookie, you're glowing this week"
Two PM and the alarm screams loud
I'm halfway gone beneath the cloud
Know exactly where my feet will go
Past the orchard, through the snow
Paper Paws on the windowsill
Orchard trees wear a silver coat
Light spills gold on the frozen hill
He's the beacon on my midnight road
Paper Paws, yeah, he lights the load
Orange fur on the frozen hill
My lantern burning, burning still
