Track Insight / Lyrics
Clock ticking brokendown
Gear grinds dust and stone
I'm still, hands held tight
Chains within my sight
Fading light on crumbling walls
Forgotten parts beg for repair
My darkness stirs, the silence calls
In these shadows 'til we're fair
On concrete and on steel
Where stars once shone so real
Now neon lights cold gleam
A midnight drive-in's dream
My boots take heavy tread
Into the hollow's dread
A mechanical heartbeat pounds
Through asphalt, my feet resound
Rust and steel, stone and flesh
I rip the chains that hold me down
The gears of time grind, the gates unshackle
As I rise and walk these broken grounds
Rust and steel, stone and flesh
I break the chains that bound me here
To uncover the secrets of the night
And take back what I hold so dear
I walk at noon in Technicolor haze
Where ghosts of lovers long since grey
Makeout swings creaking in the breeze
Adrenaline's in my knees
The ride-up's where my story starts
Underneath the flickering hearts
The sound system throbs, the film dares
To reel us in, a siren's snares
Rust and steel, stone and flesh
I rip the chains that hold me down
The gears of time grind, the gates unshackle
As I rise and walk these broken grounds
Rust and steel, stone and flesh
I break the chains that bound me here
To uncover the secrets of the night
And take back what I hold so dear
I'm a phantom of the drive-in screen
Projected dreams like candy, green
The strobe flickers, a flashing barrel
As I notch the darkness like a rifle
With every step, I find my stride
Through potholes and the trash inside
Atop the speakers, the head unit's heart
I claim this silence as my own work of art
Rust and steel, stone and flesh
Shackles broke, I'm free at last
Night's secrets, I'll now unfold
Where shadows dance, and legends hold
Rust and steel, stone and flesh
I'm lost no more, I've found my strength
To walk these grounds, to stand at last
And embrace the wild, unbroken vast
As dawn begins its eerie creep
Under lights that flicker weak
I step into the rising sun
Where all my chains are undone
Now all I've left to claim is time
The road ahead, my next crime
The gears still grind, the gates ajar
And I emerge, a work of art.
