Track Insight / Lyrics
You run past the barn with the moon in frame
The crickets tune up, calling your name
You press the shutter, hold the night still
A silver flash wakes the dark on the hill
You fold a map beside a sleeping street
Your bus tickets dance beneath your feet
You raise the camera toward the fading blue
The crickets tune while the highway slips through
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Your worn-out shoes tap a rhythm on the gravel
A red tail-light blinks through the rain
You whisper softly, no words to travel
The quiet gets close and forgets your name
Stay close, stay close, let the night come undone
We're two bright sparks in the dark, running
Stay close, stay close, through the fields we'll go
Where crickets tune in the afterglow
You slide your window where the silver light pours
A paper map trembles by the bus doors
You film a river turning copper below
The crickets flicker every time that we go
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Your camera catches dust in a golden halo
A mile marker hums in the dark
You trace the roadside with one slow shadow
The quiet beats steady, a flicker, a spark
Stay close, stay close, let the night come undone
We're two bright sparks in the dark, running
Stay close, stay close, through the fields we'll go
Where crickets tune in the afterglow
You pull a blanket from the seat by the glass
The moon cuts a stripe down the dark prairie grass
You play the footage, watch the roadside glow
The crickets tremble in the dashboard show
You stop the bus where the barn shadows fall
The crickets tuning climb the fence by the wall
You lift the camera, but you don't move away
The quiet says everything two strangers can't say
You count the seconds as the rust starts to sing
A mailbox glows at the edge of everything
You flash your picture through the thickening blue
The crickets carry every note into you
Stay close, stay close, let the whole night be ours
We're two bright sparks turning round the hours
Stay close, stay close, where the fast highway goes
Where crickets tune in the afterglow
Stay close, stay close, and the dark comes undone
We're two bright sparks in the dark, running
You fold the map, but you keep the frame
The crickets tune up, whispering your name
You ride beside the dark, steady and slow
Where crickets tune in the afterglow
