Track Insight / Lyrics
Rain hammers tin roof above my head
Neon diner sign glows bruised and red
Washers churn in steady, soapy beat
Tangled wires hum down Main Street
Spin cycle gospel in the night
Neon prays in fluorescent light
Dryer drums a foghorn song
Where the lost and clean belong
Coffee steams in waxed paper cup
Diner clock eats midnight up
Open sign stutters, buoys the glass
Like a lantern in the spinning mass
Spin cycle gospel in the night
Neon prays in fluorescent light
Dryer drums a foghorn song
Where the lost and clean belong
Twenty years I trimmed the wick
Black Rock light burned thick and quick
Now I watch the agitator turn
Salt air traded for the detergent burn
Rain lets up on corrugated tin
Neon steadies, pulls me in
No more storms to chart or name
Just the hum and spin and flame
Dawn bleaches out the window pane
Spin cycle slows its frantic train
Last sock paired and folded neat
Diner sign blinks, admits defeat
Spin cycle gospel in the night
Neon prays in fluorescent light
Dryer drums a foghorn song
Where the lost and clean belong
I still keep a watchman's pace
Different beam, same lonely grace
Light the dark, or wash the gray
Either way, I earn my pay
Spin cycle gospel in the night
Neon prays in fluorescent light
Dryer drums a foghorn song
Where the lost and clean belong
Spin cycle gospel fades to white
Morning breaks on clean and light
