Track Insight / Lyrics
Through crumbling concrete, brittle masonry
You stumble, lost, in half-light vapory
Rusted metal echoes of a city's prime
Abandoned neon dreams, now illegible crime
Midnight wanderlust, restless and alive
Whispers of what's been, and what will thrive
In the shadows, secrets wait to be found
Typeface tombstones, where stories are wont
Oh, abandoned, initialed in glowing neon thought
Each key, a revelation, of what came before
Faded love letters, prophetic crime scenes, and nightmares caught
In the typeface tombstones, where ghosts still hold court
Corroded wires, broken circuitry dreams
But still you'll find, in retro keys, the forgotten theme
Of lives that intersected, in this radioactive haze
Echoes of their passions, in decrepit urban ways
Midnight wanderlust, restless and alive
Whispers of what's been, and what will thrive
In the shadows, secrets wait to be found
Typeface tombstones, where stories are wont
Oh, abandoned, initialed in glowing neon thought
Each key, a revelation, of what came before
Faded love letters, prophetic crime scenes, and nightmares caught
In the typeface tombstones, where ghosts still hold court
In the flicker, a secret message still remains
The old typewriter's tongue, on dusty paper, whispers and stains
A final prophecy, or the last confession
Of a city's dark heart, amputated from its progress
Oh, abandoned, initialed in glowing neon thought
Each key, a revelation, of what came before
Faded love letters, prophetic crime scenes, and nightmares caught
In the typeface tombstones, where ghosts still hold court
Click, clack, silence - an ancient song fades away
In the Exclusion Zone, where secrets are laid to stay
The typewriter, still, amidst the concrete's decay
A relic of a city, typing out its final day.
