Track Insight / Lyrics
Weeds choke the ramps where the tires once rolled
The snack bar roof has long since folded
A cassette case sits cracked in the dirt
Its paper label peeled, inert now
The tide creeps in to claim its worth
Salt winds howl round the broken earth
The tape lies dead where the big screen stood
Iron oxide blooms in the brackish flood
Gulls pick at reels where the speakers played
Songs dissolve slow in the salt parade
Salt on the reel, salt on the reel
Iron oxide blooms like red rust flowers
Consuming songs in slow, wet hours
The tape once held a summer night's sound
Now silence spreads on magnetic ground
The hub spins loose, the tension gone
No motor hums to carry on
The tape lies dead where the big screen stood
Iron oxide blooms in the brackish flood
Gulls pick at reels where the speakers played
Songs dissolve slow in the salt parade
Salt on the reel, salt on the reel
Lovers leaned close in the steamy glass
Waiting for the feature film to pass
Now only crabs walk the concrete rows
Where speaker boxes hang like dead crows
The tape remembers what the screen forgot
But rust has tied a final knot
The tape lies dead where the big screen stood
Iron oxide blooms in the brackish flood
Gulls pick at reels where the speakers played
Songs dissolve slow in the salt parade
Salt on the reel, salt on the reel
Dawn breaks pale on the corroded shell
The tape surrenders its last farewell
The reel locks tight, the music dies
No ghostly voice, no lullabies
The keeper watches from the tower stone
The drive-in sleeps, forever alone
The tape lies dead where the big screen stood
Iron oxide blooms in the brackish flood
Gulls pick at reels where the speakers played
Songs dissolve slow in the salt parade
Salt on the reel, forever salt on the reel
The reel stops turning in the salt
Silence settles on the vault
