What a Layered World

Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I see coats of Plymouth blue... and Oldsmobile green...
The spray from nineteen fifty-one... a forgotten scene.
They drifted down in silent booths... on racks of hardened steel...
A hundred thousand paint jobs... making something real.

[Chorus]
And I think to myself...
What a layered world.

[Verse 2]
I see the heat of curing ovens... baking colors bright.
Each coat a single moment... captured in the light.
The hands of men in coveralls... whose names we'll never know...
They left a kind of history... and helped this beauty grow.

[Chorus]
And I think to myself...
What a layered world.

[Bridge]
The patterns of the overspray... a map of passing years.
A memory of industry... that quiets all my fears.
They called it just a byproduct... something to discard.
Now I hold it in my hand... right here in my own yard.

[Chorus]
Yes, I think to myself...
What a layered world.

[Outro]
All the time, all the color...
Baked right in...
Oh yeah...
What a layered world.