Track Insight / Lyrics
White glaze on the black asphalt
Rolling slow, it's not my fault
Raindrops hit the painted line
Counting seconds, doing fine
Slipping through the parking lot
Finding peace in one small spot
Rolling where the headlights glow
Taking it steady and slow
Old fares tell a heavy tale
City wind is like a gale
Tires hum a lonely song
Where the weary souls belong
Slipping through the parking lot
Finding peace in one small spot
Rolling where the headlights glow
Taking it steady and slow
Handle chipped and rim is worn
Waiting for a golden morn
Gliding past the motel door
I can't take the city roar
Slipping through the parking lot
Finding peace in one small spot
Rolling where the headlights glow
Taking it steady and slow
Oil stains on the concrete floor
I don't want to wander more
One small cup upon the street
Moving where the rhythms meet
Cold porcelain, heavy weight
Crossing through a rusted gate
No more coffee, no more steam
Waking from a concrete dream
Taxis wait in double rows
That is how the midnight goes
Watch the ceramic slide away
Into the coming shade of gray
Slipping through the parking lot
Finding peace in one small spot
Rolling where the headlights glow
Taking it steady and slow
Slipping slow, slipping low
Where the neon headlights glow