Track Insight / Lyrics
Rain slicks the chrome on Fifth and Main
My meter's dark, no fare to gain
The compass spins in cracked brass hands
Pointing nowhere anyone understands
Foot stomp beats on rubber mat
Waiting for the morning flat
Neon bleeds through dirty windshield glass
Red and blue on wet asphalt
The needle shakes but holds its line
Through midnight grids of steel and brine
No star visible in this town
Just electric blue burning down
Battered compass, spin me true
Neon alley, morning dew
Every fare tells the same old tale
Wind don't change, just turns the sail
Battered compass, spin me true
Neon alley, morning dew
Cigarette ash on vinyl seats
Counting miles on dead-end streets
The dispatcher's voice cracks through the static
Another address, automatic
Meter ticks the seconds slow
Nowhere left for me to go
Battered compass, spin me true
Neon alley, morning dew
Every fare tells the same old tale
Wind don't change, just turns the sail
Battered compass, spin me true
Neon alley, morning dew
Twenty years of left and right
Reading tarot in tail light
No map shows where the desperate go
Only hungry headlights know
Fiddle weeps a lonesome tune
Beneath the rising hunter's moon
Passenger sits silent in the back
Leaves a tip and leaves no track
Compass needle catches fire escape glow
Steady now, through sleet and snow
Door slams shut on empty air
No one asks and no one cares
Dawn breaks gray on copper dome
Engine coughs its way back home
The needle settles, north at last
Another shift, another past
Keys hang quiet on the hook
Log book closed, no second look
Battered compass, spin me true
Neon alley, morning dew
Every fare tells the same old tale
Wind don't change, just turns the sail
Battered compass, spin me true
Neon alley, morning dew
Steady now, the needle knows
North by dawn, the compass shows
