You turn the wrench on frozen bolt heads
Breath clouds rise where the cold wind spreads
Nitrous bottle gleams in shadowed woods
Telephone wires hum like they should
Blue flame waits in steel and sap
You tune the heart of winter's nap
Poles stand straight like ribs of sky
Engine wakes and learns to fly
You check the gauge with squinted eye
Needle climbs the red line sky
Sap drips slow on hot manifold
Night shift ends the day grows old
Blue flame waits in steel and sap
You tune the heart of winter's nap
Poles stand straight like ribs of sky
Engine wakes and learns to fly
You know the roads that trucks forgot
Where pine needles hide the parking spot
Pine scent mixes with exhaust heat
Headlights cut through needles and sleet
Meter reads zero but the motor runs
Wires sing a tune like loaded guns
Pine cones crack in sudden heat
You drive on a frozen seat
You twist the screw one quarter turn
RPM climbs the pistons learn
Frost melts back from cylinder walls
Life answers when the iron calls
Blue flame waits in steel and sap
You tune the heart of winter's nap
Poles stand straight like ribs of sky
Engine wakes and learns to fly
Dawn breaks pale through branches high
Nitrous hiss fades the morning nigh
You wipe your hands on oily cloth
Another mile another oath
Blue flame waits in steel and sap
You tune the heart of winter's nap
Poles stand straight like ribs of sky
Engine wakes and learns to fly
Blue flame waits in steel and sap
You tune the heart of winter's nap
Wires hum the tune you know
Pine line stretches engine slow
