Track Insight / Lyrics
Foghorn moans across the black
Sector light sweeps cold and slow
Turnip lanterns line the track
No living foot prints in the snow
Logbook open, ink gone dry
Third generation keeps the flame
Veil is thin where gulls don't fly
Keeper reads each hidden name
[Pre-
Oil skin coat hangs stiff with brine
Brass polished dull by calloused hand
Smoke writes names in crossed design
Ash marks time on shifting sand
Samhain light burns through the dark
Bone fire smoke and salt spray kiss
Ancestors leave their watery mark
No lamp goes out on nights like this
Samhain light burns through the dark
Storm glass falls, the pressure drops
Cello bows the tension wire
Candle gutters, shadow stops
Mellotron breathes through choir
Barnacles crust the iron door
Brack crumbles in a tin cup
Footsteps on the kitchen floor
Wake the dog, wake the pup
[Pre-
Oil skin coat hangs stiff with brine
Brass polished dull by calloused hand
Smoke writes names in crossed design
Ash marks time on shifting sand
Samhain light burns through the dark
Bone fire smoke and salt spray kiss
Ancestors leave their watery mark
No lamp goes out on nights like this
Samhain light burns through the dark
Rickenbacker groans low and deep
Distorted bass shakes window panes
Organ pipes the dead to keep
Angular and cold refrains
Nuts pop sharp in dying coals
Letters flare and curl to black
Keeper counts the wandering souls
Logs the ones who won't come back
Pipe organ swells, the cello cries
Mellotron flute cuts like a knife
Industrial pulse beneath the skies
Sharp guitar strums the edge of life
Parallel compression crushes deep
Digital delays repeat the call
Filtered bass where secrets sleep
Keeper stands through it all
Samhain light burns through the dark
Bone fire smoke and salt spray kiss
Ancestors leave their watery mark
No lamp goes out on nights like this
Samhain light burns through the dark
Dawn breaks grey on rotor blades
Embers cold to fingerprint Characteristic flash fades
Sector light pays no debt
Fourth generation climbs the stair
Trims the wick with steady hand
Salt wind combs his salt-stiff hair
Keeper logs the final stand
Samhain light burns through the dark
Bone fire smoke and salt spray kiss
Ancestors leave their watery mark
No lamp goes out on nights like this
Samhain light burns through the dark
Samhain light burns through the dark
Logbook closed, the ink gone dry
Third generation keeps the flame