Track Insight / Lyrics
I rode the gale on wooden decks
Now rest on concrete, cracked and checked
The courier sleeps in cab seat deep
While neon hums a promise cheap
North pulls true through storm and squall
But here the roads don't heed the call
No star to fix, no horizon line
Just pump lights buzzing, sharp and fine
Steady now, the needle says
Through asphalt seas and winding ways
No lighthouse beam to cut the night
Just fluorescent glow and diesel light
My brass case bears the teeth of time
Salt eaten, scarred by rhythm rhyme
The courier dreams of home and pier
I point the path but cannot steer
North pulls true through storm and squall
But here the roads don't heed the call
No star to fix, no horizon line
Just pump lights buzzing, sharp and fine
Steady now, the needle says
Through asphalt seas and winding ways
No lighthouse beam to cut the night
Just fluorescent glow and diesel light
Maps fold wrong in trembling hands
Coffee steams in paper bands
The crossroads offers four grey choices
Silent pumps and silent voices
Steady now, the needle says
Through asphalt seas and winding ways
No lighthouse beam to cut the night
Just fluorescent glow and diesel light
Once I watched the white caps break
Now I watch the dawn awake
Through grimy glass the morning bleeds
The courier wakes to fill his needs
Steady now, the needle says
Through asphalt seas and winding ways
No lighthouse beam to cut the night
Just fluorescent glow and diesel light
He grips the wheel, the engine coughs
I settle in my leather trough
North is north and east is east
I give the bearing, he gives the feast
Steady now, the needle says
Through asphalt seas and winding ways
No lighthouse beam to cut the night
Just fluorescent glow and diesel light
Steady now, the needle says
Through asphalt seas and winding ways
Brass spins true on asphalt tide
North holds fast where roads divide
