Track Insight / Lyrics
Flashlight cuts the diesel haze
Boots on concrete, end of days
The canopy hums sodium bright
You start the rounds of graveyard night
You sweep the beam across the pumps
The diesel scent rides heavy hums
A rig pulls in, its engine coughs
You check the mirrors, staring off
Crossroads neon, burning through
Every night shift finds its truth
You hold the keys, you hold the ground
Where lost and found make not a sound
The cooler hums a hymn you know
From choir days so long ago
You hum the alto line, breath low
While lottery tickets stack in rows
Crossroads neon, burning through
Every night shift finds its truth
You hold the keys, you hold the ground
Where lost and found make not a sound
A drunk kid asks for cigarette
You shake your head, no service yet
He laughs and stumbles to his car
Tail lights swallow midnight star
Crossroads neon, burning through
Every night shift finds its truth
You hold the keys, you hold the ground
Where lost and found make not a sound
The pedal steel cries like a prayer
You fingerpick the dusty air
Harmonica breathes, bent and blue
This holy work you never knew
Dawn bleeds pink on highway signs
You clock the log, draw final lines
The register balances to zero
Another night, another hero
Crossroads neon, burning through
Every night shift finds its truth
You hold the keys, you hold the ground
Where lost and found make not a sound
Crossroads neon, burning through
Every night shift finds its truth
We hold the keys, we hold the ground
Where lost and found make not a sound
Flashlight clicks off, the shift is done
Day shift rolls in with rising sun
