Track Insight / Lyrics
Found it by the concrete wall,
Where the coastal breezes fall.
Leather strap is worn and thin,
Letting all the saltwater in.
Cabs don't stop on this stretch of road,
Carrying a heavy load.
Just a box of frozen light,
Hidden from the morning sight.
Develop the ghost in the glass,
Watching all the memories pass.
A shutter click, a sudden flare,
Hanging in the salty air.
Thirty frames of someone's day,
Tossed aside and thrown away.
Black and white and grainy grey,
Where the ocean meets the spray.
Develop the ghost in the glass,
Watching all the memories pass.
A shutter click, a sudden flare,
Hanging in the salty air.
The meter runs, the clock is slow,
Nowhere left for us to go.
Chemicals and yellow stain,
Washing out the summer rain.
I have driven every mile,
Seeing every faded smile.
Life is just a winding track,
Once you go there, no way back.
Keep the lens and keep the case,
Find a long forgotten face.
Stop the car and kill the light,
Before the day turns into night.
Develop the ghost in the glass,
Watching all the memories pass.
A shutter click, a sudden flare,
Hanging in the salty air.
Silver salt, silver frames.
Just a game of names.
Just a game.
