Track Insight / Lyrics
Dim lights on cracked asphalt gleam
Hear the wind moan a forgotten dream
Neon signs cast a flickering dance
On faces, lost in their second chance
But the piano man knows each key
The stories in the melody
Of weary souls and restless hearts
Playing their own broken parts
Coffee mugs are stained and chipped
Truckers tired, voices quipped
Truck stops humming, lonesome and bright
Underneath the fading, starry night
But the piano man knows each key
The stories in the melody
Of weary souls and restless hearts
Playing their own broken parts
He tunes the strings with weathered hands
Playing notes that understand
The longing in their tired sighs
The hidden tears behind their eyes
But the piano man knows each key
The stories in the melody
Of weary souls and restless hearts
Playing their own broken parts
Sunrise cracks, the shadows fade
He plays a song that won't degrade
Hope's faint melody, bittersweet
A simple rhythm, a heart to meet
The road stretches long, the engine roars
He leaves behind the gas station doors
One last chord, a final sigh
The piano man, beneath the sky
He knows each key, the stories told
In melodies, both new and old
Weary souls and restless hearts
Playing their own broken parts
