You park the rig on the jagged crest
The diesel engine takes a final rest
The harbor water turns a heavy grey
You watch the tankers drift far out the bay
Hold the line in the salty wind
Where the long haul roads finally end
Steel in your grip and a heavy load
The last cold mile of a lonely road
The city lights blink like a broken eye
Against a bruised and purple summer sky
You check the mirrors for a ghost in tow
The harbor tide is pulling steady low
Hold the line in the salty wind
Where the long haul roads finally end
Steel in your grip and a heavy load
The last cold mile of a lonely road
You count the cranes like a row of teeth
The black current swirling underneath
Your coffee thermos has gone stone cold
A weathered story that is never told
Hold the line in the salty wind
Where the long haul roads finally end
Steel in your grip and a heavy load
The last cold mile of a lonely road
The wind is cutting through your denim sleeve
A quiet place where the weary leave
You shift the gear though the brake is set
A heavy debt that you haven't paid yet
Iron frame and a rusted key
Looking out at the open sea
The metal hums in a low dark tone
Standing guard in the dark alone
The bridge is glowing in a neon haze
A million headlights in a frantic maze
You keep the watch till the dawn breaks through
The same old view and a shade of blue
Hold the line in the salty wind
Where the long haul roads finally end
Steel in your grip and a heavy load
The last cold mile of a lonely road
Keep the wheels tight
Into the night
