Track Insight / Lyrics
Siting by the asphalt line,
Iron skin and copper shine.
Saguaro stands in steady heat,
Where the hot wind and gravel meet.
Roots are digging in the sand,
Holding tight to thirsty land.
Waiting for the clouds to break,
Giving all the soil can take.
Oh the rust is turning gold,
Stories that the desert told.
Watching engines rush on by,
Underneath a heavy sky.
Prosopis grows in salty air,
Looking on with steady stare.
Tires hum a steady beat,
Burning through the summer heat.
Roots are digging in the sand,
Holding tight to thirsty land.
Waiting for the clouds to break,
Giving all the soil can take.
Oh the rust is turning gold,
Stories that the desert told.
Watching engines rush on by,
Underneath a heavy sky.
Larrea clings to rocky ground,
Where the hidden water's found.
Metal handle bent and old,
In the shimmering yellow fold.
Oh the rust is turning gold,
Stories that the desert told.
Watching engines rush on by,
Underneath a heavy sky.
Chrome and glass go flying fast,
Nothing in the wasteland lasts.
One small drop of silver dew,
Makes the faded colors new.
Oh the rust is turning gold,
Stories that the desert told.
Watching engines rush on by,
Underneath a heavy sky.
Patience is a slow design,
Waiting for the water line.
Steel and
Kino leaf and stone,
Standing in the wild alone.
Oh the rust is turning gold,
Stories that the desert told.
Watching engines rush on by,
Underneath a heavy sky.
Copper rust, red clay,
Wait for the rain today.
