Track Insight / Lyrics
Winter cracked the dashboard glass
Grandpa's watch lay dark and slack
I held it close, heard taxi bells
The broken second smoked like shells
I drove his routes across the town
Cold fares and headlights bleeding down
The watch ticked once beneath my skin
Then silence sank the gear and pin
My grandfather's watch sits blue
The hands froze under avenue
I wear its time like something true
And keep the hour inside of me
Morning fog along Canal Street
One small watch beneath my seat
A child pressed glass against my door
Held up the hour, asked for more
I said, sweetheart, take the shine
It only borrowed time from mine
She laughed, then vanished in the gray
And left the whole night walking away
My grandfather's watch sits blue
The hands froze under avenue
I wear its time like something true
And keep the hour inside of me
Rain drummed softly on the roof
Engine hummed, I sat aloof
Then somewhere through the frosted glass
A stranger's laugh let winter pass
At a red light, near Sixth and Pine
I felt the secondhand hands of time
The watch stayed warm inside my coat
A pulse too stubborn to be broke
My grandfather's watch sits blue
The hours bend the avenue
I keep the stops and fare and crew
And carry all his time in me
Cold streets carried warmth today
Broken hands still found the way
The watch stayed still, but I moved on
And gave its missing hours to the dawn
Snow erased the meter marks
Morning opened up the dark
I start the car and pull away
One held-back hour turns to day
