Flip the burger, pour the brew
Waiting for a face that's new
Black coffee in a plastic cup
Watching as the sun wakes up
Smeared ink on a highway line
A ghost letter crossing the sign
Running fast through the Arizona sand
A message slipping from a hand
Tire tracks in a muddy lane
Paper soaked in desert rain
Tangled in a rusty wire
Cold wind blowing like a fire
Smeared ink on a highway line
A ghost letter crossing the sign
Running fast through the Arizona sand
A message slipping from a hand
Read the lines of a faded page
A bird trapped in a metal cage
I can smell the grease and the heat
Walking on a concrete street
Smeared ink on a highway line
A ghost letter crossing the sign
Running fast through the Arizona sand
A message slipping from a hand
Salty skin and a heavy load
Driving down a broken road
I found the words in a wet fold
A story that was never told
Shift the gear and hit the gas
Watch the lonely cactus pass
No more waiting by the grill
Everything is standing still
Burn the map and throw the key
Finally the road is free
One last order on the plate
Leaving it all up to fate
Smeared ink on a highway line
A ghost letter crossing the sign
Running fast through the Arizona sand
A message slipping from a hand
Ink on the road!
Slipping from a hand!
Ink on the road!
