

Cold air in the frame,
I move through the blur Same four notes turn,
and they pull me under
Loose wire heart with a rusted glow I keep my head down
where the hard winds go Wood and steel mark time in the
dark Small sparks falling off a familiar mark I know this shape
though I can't say why It stays in my hands like a
half-lit sign
Hold on to the line again That old shape comes back in
waves I know it by the way it bends Far away but
it still stays Hold on to the line again Through the weight
and through the grey I know it by the way it bends
Far away but it still stays Late train hum in the back
of my chest Every turn of the wheel says less and less
Bent chrome sky over empty lanes I trace one tune through the
window stains
Hands on the edge of a worn-out sound It lifts then breaks
then settles down If I let it fade it returns somehow A
name with no face on it now (ooh)
Stay in the drift
(ahh) Don't let
it slip Hold on to the line again That old shape comes
back in waves I know it by the way it bends Far
away but it still stays Hold on to the line again Through
the weight and through the grey I know it by the way
it bends Far away but it still stays
Still stays Still stays
I know it by
the way it bends Far away but it
still
stays