He leans against the rotting pine
Where creeping Hedera vine
Clings to the spoke and the rusted chain
Drinking the flood of the summer rain
Iron and Ivy, red and green
The slowest ghost that I have seen
Sinking deep in the heavy clay
Watching the daylight fade away
The pedal steel is a jagged blade
Cutting through the porch's shade
Oxidation eats the silver chrome
Far from the road and far from home
Iron and Ivy, red and green
The slowest ghost that I have seen
Sinking deep in the heavy clay
Watching the daylight fade away
The soil is rich with a dark decay
Where the wild Solanum stray
Roots wrap around the rubber tire
Fueling a cold and a damp desire
Iron and Ivy, red and green
The slowest ghost that I have seen
Sinking deep in the heavy clay
Watching the daylight fade away
He does not move as the thunder rolls
Digging a deep and a muddy hole
The metal bleeds in the stormy air
Leaving the frame in a stripped-down glare
Iron and Ivy, red and green
The slowest ghost that I have seen
Sinking deep in the heavy clay
Watching the daylight fade away
Sinking in the clay Fade away
Fade away