Track Insight / Lyrics
Distorted power chords crunch into life
Echoes of the highway, smooth asphalt at night
Leather creaks, sandpaper against polished steel
Every mile a rebuke, every diesel growl a spell
Hands stained with buffing compound, back aching
Midnight on the platform, shadows my only keeper
Rusted hinges screech, shattered glass crunches
Past the final stop, I'm the last rider of this bus
Fuel gauge on empty, dollars dwindling fast
Heart left in some back-alley, this wanderer's pace
Clock hands spin backwards, temples throb with heat
This leather whisperer's kin, solvent-stained soul on retreat
In neon puddles, streets alive
A midnight bender, my city highway ride
From subway platforms to city slums
Fueling the fire, the fuel's what I've become
Guitar riffs like buzzsaws, solos a siren's call
Trucks roar by in a blur, slow motion without a fall
Dust motes shimmer, headlights reflected gold
My shadow stretches, a fossilized path to follow
Fuel gauge on empty, dollars dwindling fast
Heart left in some back-alley, this wanderer's pace
Clock hands spin backwards, temples throb with heat
This leather whisperer's kin, solvent-stained soul on retreat
In neon puddles, streets alive
A midnight bender, my city highway ride
From subway platforms to city slums
Fueling the fire, the fuel's what I've become
Riff builds to a crescendo, drums pound like a war
Guitar taps and slaps, headbanging, the floor shudders, a blur
A soaring melody, fingers flying, high notes screaming
From dive bars to cemeteries, my guitar's my one beams
In neon puddles, streets alive
A midnight bender, my city highway ride
From subway platforms to city slums
Fueling the fire, the fuel's what I've become
As the first light of dawn creeps over the concrete
I'll disappear into the city, a phantom, a specter
Leather creaks a final time, the bus door slams shut tight
This wanderer's tale fades to black, beneath the city lights.
