Track Insight / Lyrics
Under shelves of yellow paper
Cold as coffee, thin as vapor
I am locked in velvet casing
Counting seconds, time erasing.
Metal skin and glass so clear
Holding onto everything near.
Spin the needle, find the line
Wait until the stars align
North is where the light will break
Holding fast for goodness sake.
I can see the ink and leather
Binding all these ghosts together
Heavy books and ink-stained pages
Sleeping here for hundred ages.
Metal skin and glass so clear
Holding onto everything near.
Spin the needle, find the line
Wait until the stars align
North is where the light will break
Holding fast for goodness sake.
Grease and salt upon the table
Hold the line as long as able
Coffee steaming in the pot
This is all the world I got.
Spin the needle, find the line
Wait until the stars align
North is where the light will break
Holding fast for goodness sake.
Rusty hinges, iron locks
Hidden in a wooden box
Still I feel the planet turning
Deep inside a quiet burning.
Spin the needle, find the line
Wait until the stars align
North is where the light will break
Holding fast for goodness sake.
Silver polished, sharp and steady
For the open road I'm ready
Leave the basement, leave the floor
Walking through the heavy door.
Spin the needle, find the line
Wait until the stars align
North is where the light will break
Holding fast for goodness sake.
Silver needle, point me home.
Point me home.
