Track Insight / Lyrics
Stitching wakes on vinyl seats
Gasoline and driver sweets
Fingers map the chipped paint edge
Midnight pumps a holy pledge
Thread remembers every wheel
Steel and sweat and rubber heal
Crossroads blink in sodium hue
Leather learns to worship too
We are the gospel pressed in hide
Where engine prayer and tire glide
No choir loft or stained glass frame
Just neon psalms and asphalt name
Thumb crease folds like ancient rite
Reading Braille of departing light
Dashboard saints in plastic gold
Futures that the night has sold
We are the gospel pressed in hide
Where engine prayer and tire glide
No choir loft or stained glass frame
Just neon psalms and asphalt name
Altos hum in valve cover song
Where piston hymns belong
Breath condenses, sacred steam
Bless the machine, bless the beam
Key turns over, cathode sings
Leather lifts on piston rings
Mile markers bend like scripture lines
Grace measured in generator whines
Dawn fractures on the forecourt glass
Gloves absorb the miles that pass
No amen needed, no white stole
Just tread and texture, gasoline soul
We are the gospel pressed in hide
Where engine prayer and tire glide
No choir loft or stained glass frame
Just neon psalms and asphalt name
Leather liturgy, leather liturgy
Stitching rests on cooling steel
Morning finds the crossroads healed
