I stepped off the greyhound bus
With a lens and a bag of rust
I saw him by the rusted gate
Just standing there and lying wait
He plays the ghost of a movie screen
The loudest song I have ever seen
Holding the line in the empty lot
Giving the world everything he got
His bow is a blur of gold
A story that never gets told
He guards the ruins of the drive-in show
While the midnight traffic starts to flow
He plays the ghost of a movie screen
The loudest song I have ever seen
Holding the line in the empty lot
Giving the world everything he got
I snapped a shot of his weathered hand
The only king in a wasteland land
He doesn't want a single dime
He's just killing all the wasted time
The fuzz guitar kicks in the beat
I feel the rhythm in my tired feet
The screen is blank but the music's loud
A one-man band for a missing crowd
He winked at me with a jagged grin
Wait for the magic to finally begin
The speakers are dead but the air is thick
His violin tricks are a magic trick
He plays the ghost of a movie screen
The loudest song I have ever seen
Holding the line in the empty lot
Giving the world everything he got
I'll stay a while in the gravel dirt
With a polaroid and a thrift store shirt
We'll watch the stars hit the concrete floor
And lock the lock on the open door
He plays the ghost of a movie screen
The loudest song I have ever seen
Holding the line in the empty lot
Giving the world everything he got
Just one more shot of the velvet blue
The screen guard knows exactly what to do
