Brown plastic shell fits your palm just right
Magnetic ribbon holds the fading light
You walk the platform where the trains don't run
Counting footsteps one by one by one
You press play and the tape counts your steps
Past peeling paint where the depot slept
Each click a mile you used to know
Rewind depot let the memory go
Hymnal breath in the alto range you knew
Half-remembered chords in the morning dew
Choir robes folded in a cardboard box
Static hums where the organ softly talks
You press play and the tape counts your steps
Past peeling paint where the depot slept
Each click a mile you used to know
Rewind depot let the memory go
The cassette clicks like a rosary bead
Measuring distance measuring the need
Peeling paint curls like old sheet music lines
Notes you sang in those forgotten times
You press play and the tape counts your steps
Past peeling paint where the depot slept
Each click a mile you used to know
Rewind depot let the memory go
Your shoes hit concrete in a steady beat
Wurlitzer wobbles down the empty street
Bass line rounds the corner sinking low
Wake the hum that the depot used to know
No chorus swells no organ pedal tone
Just tape hiss and the walks you walk alone
But resilience hums in a warbled key
Stubborn weathered wild and finally free
Brown plastic shell fits your palm just right
Magnetic ribbon holds the fading light
You press record on this last final run
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