Track Insight / Lyrics
I sit by the glass in the gray
Counting the ghosts of the day
The ink on my ribbon is thin
Watching the cold wind blow in
One step, two step, walking slow
Down where the heavy rains flow
Clicking the keys in a line
Counting the rhythm and time
The washers all spin in a row
White linens beginning to glow
A stranger walks past in the wet
A face that I haven't met yet
One step, two step, walking slow
Down where the heavy rains flow
Clicking the keys in a line
Counting the rhythm and time
I hammer the metal and steel
To make every footstep feel real
The pavement is black as a stone
I record the walk all alone
One step, two step, walking slow
Down where the heavy rains flow
Clicking the keys in a line
Counting the rhythm and time
The carriage returns with a snap
A thunderous sound like a trap
I type out the beat of the street
Where water and iron both meet
The morning is coming in gold
The stories of midnight are told
I fold up the paper so white
And wait for the falling of night
One step, two step, walking slow
Down where the heavy rains flow
Clicking the keys in a line
Counting the rhythm and time
Click-clack, click-clack. Counting the time.
One more step.
