You press play on cracked plastic case
Iron rails ring through the space
Magnetic ribbon counts each pace
Peeling paint holds time in place
Worn reel turns in your palm
Calm breath matches steady psalm
Footsteps fade on concrete gray
Tape rolls on through yesterday
Headphones hum with altar tone
Depot walls become your own
Flaking oxide sings the line
Half-remembered half-divine
Worn reel turns in your palm
Calm breath matches steady psalm
Footsteps fade on concrete gray
Tape rolls on through yesterday
Spools unwind the morning light
Platform empty holding tight
Timetable stained by fading light
You count the beats through the night
Worn reel turns in your palm
Calm breath matches steady psalm
Footsteps fade on concrete gray
Tape rolls on through yesterday
Walkman heavy in your coat
Altos rise from throat to throat
Hymns dissolve in magnetic dust
You walk because you know you must
No chorus swells no organ grand
Just tape and feet on iron land
Each click a prayer each hiss amen
You count the steps you count again
Battery dies but feet don't stop
Depot clock ticks nonstop
Peeling paint watches you go
Worn reel sings the songs you know
Worn reel turns in your palm
Calm breath matches steady psalm
Footsteps fade on concrete gray
Tape rolls on through yesterday
Worn reel turns a brand new day
Tape hiss falls to silence now
Footsteps keep their holy vow