Frost writes code on window panes
Coins clink soft in metal trays
Headlights paint the cobble lanes
Night shift wears its wool coat grey
Breath clouds rise like exhaust trails
Receipts flutter like paper sails
Camera clicks the quiet details
Shift change waits on frozen rails
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Collector counts the coming fire
Each car a flash each coin a choir
Stubborn hope climbs higher higher
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Film advances thumb on lever
Bus wheels hiss on icy stone
Driver hands him change forever
Night writes poems no one owns
Breath clouds rise like exhaust trails
Receipts flutter like paper sails
Camera clicks the quiet details
Shift change waits on frozen rails
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Collector counts the coming fire
Each car a flash each coin a choir
Stubborn hope climbs higher higher
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Wool gloves count the change mountain
Telecaster hums from dash speaker
Dawn bleeds pink across the river
Night shift ends light grows clearer
No neon signs no city lights
Just cobble stones and winter nights
Snapshot caught in silver halide
Hope develops where dark resides
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Collector counts the coming fire
Each car a flash each coin a choir
Stubborn hope climbs higher higher
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Engine turns booth door opens
Collector walks on salted stone
Camera hangs the moment frozen
Winter yields to morning's own light
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Collector counts the coming fire
Each car a flash each coin a choir
Stubborn hope climbs higher higher
Toll booth winter steel and wire
Steel and wire steel and wire
Camera clicks wind advances on
Booth light fades out on the dawn