Track Insight / Lyrics
Cramped motel parking under neon skies
Footsteps echo where the nighttime cyclists ride
Your leather saddle creaks, a recurring sigh
As dark storefronts whisper secrets, passersby
In the glow of plastic signs and flickering lights
Counting paces through these endless nightshifts
Fueling up on desolation, rearview mirror lies
To a life left on the edge of town
Neon puddles shine like liquor spilled on the ground
Ghosts of revelers long since vanished, leaving ghost towns
The highway sprawls, an endless spiral up to the sound
Of wheels on asphalt, the lonesome beat of a borrowed hometown
From the last bus stop to the city's edge
Each pedal stroke a pilgrimage to the crack of dawn's pledge
A stranger's love letter scrawled on blackened window ledge
Wind-torn pages of a story that will never be told
In the glow of plastic signs and flickering lights
Counting paces through these endless nightshifts
Fueling up on desolation, rearview mirror lies
To a life left on the edge of town
Neon puddles shine like liquor spilled on the ground
Ghosts of revelers long since vanished, leaving ghost towns
The highway sprawls, an endless spiral up to the sound
Of wheels on asphalt, the lonesome beat of a borrowed hometown
Time to ditch the map, ditch the phone
Cut the umbilical cord and let the journey own
Fixed stars of constellations point the way
Through neon-lit blurs of blurred connections all astray
Neon puddles shine like liquor spilled on the ground
Ghosts of revelers long since vanished, leaving ghost towns
The highway sprawls, an endless spiral up to the sound
Of wheels on asphalt, the lonesome beat of a borrowed hometown
(Cascading 303 squelch trails off to silence)
