Track Insight / Lyrics
Kerosene smells of brine and rust
Carbon arcs cut through morning mist
Salt crusts the lens I still adjust
Steam curls where tomato vines twist
Glass holds though the frames complain
Light throws shadows on the dirt
We keep the dark at bay again
Two watches, one steady hurt
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
Projector hums, the lantern swings
Greenhouse glass and lighthouse light
Both burn through the longest night
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
We mend what the salt wind stains
Wick trimmed low at three a.m. sharp
Reel clicks slow in the humid air
Storm charts marked where the rocks begin
Seedlings stretch toward borrowed glare
Panes hold though the putty fails
Beam paints rows in silver dust
We tend the dark, we tell the tales
Two solitudes, one shared trust
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
Projector hums, the lantern swings
Greenhouse glass and lighthouse light
Both burn through the longest night
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
We mend what the salt wind stains
Barnacles cling to iron stairs
Salt air eats what the land repairs
Condensation dots the lens
Heat traps life behind the fence
No shore leave for the keeper's son
No harvest fair for the gardener's girl
The beam sweeps wide, the reel has spun
Both watch the dark, both watch the world
Cracked panes hold, the filament glows
Salt and steam, the only language we know
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
Projector hums, the lantern swings
Greenhouse glass and lighthouse light
Both burn through the longest night
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
We mend what the salt wind stains
Logbook entries fade to brown
Splicing tape dries on the reel
Tide turns hard, pulls the sandbars down
Blossoms drop where the pale roots steal
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
Projector hums, the lantern swings
Greenhouse glass and lighthouse light
Both burn through the longest night
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
We mend what the salt wind stains
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
Lantern swings, projector slows
Salt and steam on cracked glass panes
We keep the watch, the long night knows
Salt and steam, salt and steam