Track Insight / Lyrics
He pulls his tools from his battered case
Searching for answers in this empty space
Twisted wires, a tangled mess
He's tracing signals, putting souls to the test
Down here at the crossroads, under the neon gleam
Where broken dreams find their way, and futures don't seem
Like the maps we hold, or the paths we've known
This flickering light, a place to call our own
Coffee steams, a tired waitress sighs
Sharing stories under weary, starless skies
A trucker talks of highways, a wanderer's plea
He seeks connections, in this vast empathy
Down here at the crossroads, under the neon gleam
Where broken dreams find their way, and futures don't seem
Like the maps we hold, or the paths we've known
This flickering light, a place to call our own
A silent phone rings, a message untold
Searching for answers, brave and bold
He spins the dial, a crackling sound
Connection lost, nowhere to be found
Down here at the crossroads, under the neon gleam
Where broken dreams find their way, and futures don't seem
Like the maps we hold, or the paths we've known
This flickering light, a place to call our own
The night wears thin, the dawn's first light
He's found his answers, hidden from sight
Not in the wires, or the circuits' sway
But in the hearts that met, along the way
Down here at the crossroads, under the neon gleam
Where broken dreams find their way, and futures bloom, it seems
Like the maps we hold, and the paths we've known
This flickering light, our place to call our own
