Track Insight / Lyrics
You drag that Royal past the turnstile gate
Fluorescent flicker paints the tile in gray
Each carriage waits with doors sealed tight and late
You tap the spacebar just to hear it play
Coffee steam rises from your paper cup
Grease stains map the stories that you know
The regulars would laugh and call you up
But dawn won't wait for keys that move too slow
Three AM keys on a subway floor
Clacking out a novel nobody saw
Three AM keys racing toward the light
Dawn steals the platform, ends the night
Rat watches from the third rail tunnel deep
Ribbon ink bleeds black on onionskin
You laugh like Sal when orders pile up steep
Another chapter starts before the end
Coffee steam rises from your paper cup
Grease stains map the stories that you know
The regulars would laugh and call you up
But dawn won't wait for keys that move too slow
Three AM keys on a subway floor
Clacking out a novel nobody saw
Three AM keys racing toward the light
Dawn steals the platform, ends the night
Typebar strikes like grill spatula on steel
Margin bell dings like the order bell
You peel the page slow, let the silence heal
Each sentence served up hot as frozen hell
No customers here, just the track hum low
No hash browns sizzling on the flattop grill
Just paper feeding where the words must go
The express train screams closer, standing still
Three AM keys on a subway floor
Clacking out a novel nobody saw
Three AM keys racing toward the light
Dawn steals the platform, ends the night
Last page rolls free, catches platform wind
You pocket the carriage, wipe your ink-stained thumb
The morning rush descends like lunch begin
Another shift, another story done
Three AM keys on a subway floor
Clacking out a novel nobody saw
Three AM keys racing toward the light
Dawn steals the platform, ends the night
Three AM keys, three AM keys
Dawn steals the platform, ends the night
Keys fall silent on the concrete cold
Morning takes the story left untold
