Track Insight / Lyrics
Streetlights bleedin' on the glass tonight
Another load is tumblin' round and bright
Old can's watchin', patient and still
Waitin' for a sunshine on this window sill
Laundromat hummin', a twenty-four hour sigh
Folks come and go, beneath a leaden sky
He sits outside, all dented, chipped, and worn
Rememberin' gardens, before the storm was born
Rain's comin' down, a silver, steady sheet
Washin' away the dust from weary feet
He doesn't mind the cold, the wet, the gloom
Just holdin' on, expectin' spring to bloom
Rust and spin, a lonely, hopeful view
Waitin' for a hand to see him through
Empty vessel, filled with yesterday's grace
Dreamin' of a garden, a sunlit place
Saw him yesterday, a woman with a frown
Carried groceries, headed out of town
Didn't notice him, a shadow in the rain
Lost in her own troubles, and her own pain
Rain's comin' down, a silver, steady sheet
Washin' away the dust from weary feet
He doesn't mind the cold, the wet, the gloom
Just holdin' on, expectin' spring to bloom
Rust and spin, a lonely, hopeful view
Waitin' for a hand to see him through
Empty vessel, filled with yesterday's grace
Dreamin' of a garden, a sunlit place
Old man Jenkins, comes in every week
Same faded jacket, and a silent speak
He checks the dryer, folds his clothes with care
Never glances over, never knows he's there.
Rust and spin, a lonely, hopeful view
Waitin' for a hand to see him through
Empty vessel, filled with yesterday's grace
Dreamin' of a garden, a sunlit place
Got a cracked handle, and a leaky base
Seen better seasons, in a different place
Held the sweetest roses, bathed in golden light
Now just a memory, on a rainy night
Rust and spin, a lonely, hopeful view
Waitin' for a hand to see him through
Empty vessel, filled with yesterday's grace
Dreamin' of a garden, a sunlit place
Maybe tomorrow, someone will understand
The quiet longing, held within his hand
A little kindness, a gentle, carin' touch
To fill him up again, and mean so much
Rust and spin, a hopeful, tender view
Waitin' for a hand, a heart that's true
Empty vessel, filled with yesterday's grace
Dreamin' of a garden, a sunlit place
Rain keeps fallin', soft and slow
Old can's dreamin', watchin' shadows grow
Rust and spin, beneath the neon glow
Waitin' for a season, to let the flowers grow.
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