Track Insight / Lyrics
Typewriter sits in vinyl booth
Ribbon frayed and missing tooth
Keys stick slow like frozen gears
Paper waits for disappearing years
Coffee stains the paper white
Waitress serves the early light
Steam rises from a porcelain cup
Night shift driver pulling up
Three AM the keys unlock
Stories typed on carbon stock
Every fare a chapter written
Mile by mile the plot is smitten
Ribbon snaps, the carriage returns
Phantom sentences still burn
Driver reads what fingers made
Tip left on the serenade
Three AM the keys unlock
Stories typed on carbon stock
Every fare a chapter written
Mile by mile the plot is smitten
Wipers sweep the rainy street
Headlights paint the concrete beat
Meter drops and engine hums
Typewriter waits for morning comes
Dawn breaks pink on chrome and glass
Night shift fading, watching pass
Final page slides from the roll
Driver folds it, makes it whole
Booth sits empty, keys at rest
Morning rush puts night to test
But stories linger in the air
Typed by hands that aren't there
Three AM the keys unlock
Stories typed on carbon stock
Every fare a chapter written
Mile by mile the plot is smitten
Three AM the keys unlock
Engine starts and pulls away
Typewriter catches light of day
Keys rest quiet, ribbon still
Morning writes its own free will