Track Insight / Lyrics
I hang where the winter wind bites hard
My glass keeps the trembling filament starred
The cobblestones catch each photon I throw
Long shadows stretch where the footfalls go
Salt on stone and the wire holds tight
Burning slow through the frozen night
Salt on stone where the heavy boots tread
I am the halo above your head
The rigger clips on with gloves stiff and grey
He checks the tension, he walks the sway
I drink the current, I spit out the gold
A harbor signal for the lost and the cold
No foghorn here, just the tram's steel scream
I paint the alleys in a pale moon beam
The brine in my veins knows the weight of the deep
Now I guard the sleep that the city keeps
Salt on stone and the wire holds tight
Burning slow through the frozen night
Salt on stone where the heavy boots tread
I am the halo above your head
Volts surge down like a rising tide
Steady now, steady, I will not slide
The keeper watches, the keeper waits
The lamp holds fast against iron gates
Morning cracks the east with a pale grey knife
I dim my eye but I keep my life
The cobblestones dry where my light has kissed
Salt on stone, a promise dismissed
Salt on stone and the wire holds tight
Burning slow through the frozen night
Salt on stone where the heavy boots tread
I am the halo above your head
Salt on stone, the wire holds tight
Burning slow, burning slow, burning slow
Just salt on stone
Just salt on stone
