Cold wind hits the concrete wall
Winter makes the spirit small
Grey smoke hides the morning haze
Counting down the lonely days
Ceramic glow in the morning light
Holding on until the road is right
White clay cup and a steady hand
Driving slow across the coastal sand
Steel beams arch above the lane
Washing off the midnight stain
Salt spray on the window pane
Driving through the steady rain
Ceramic glow in the morning light
Holding on until the road is right
White clay cup and a steady hand
Driving slow across the coastal sand
Steam rises in a ghostly curl
Watching as the miles unfurl
One sip keeps the mind awake
Counting every turn we take
Ceramic glow in the morning light
Holding on until the road is right
White clay cup and a steady hand
Driving slow across the coastal sand
Overpass is casting shade
Where the old agreements fade
Tires hum a heavy beat
Feeling all the engine heat
The grip is tight the rim is hot
Finding everything we got
Beyond the bridge the ocean blue
Bringing everything to view
Break the tension let it go
Watch the river start to flow
Golden lines lead to the shore
We don't need the city roar
Ceramic glow in the morning light
Holding on until the road is right
White clay cup and a steady hand
Driving slow across the coastal sand
Just a steady hand
On the coastal sand
(Mmm, keep it warm)
Ceramic glow